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“And you know you’re a grown-ass adult.”
“I know, but trust me, it’s easier if I go and just get this over with. I’ve been able to avoid all the other family get-togethers the past few weeks. There’s no refusing this one. It’ll be easier.”
“You ever thought about telling this woman to go fuck herself?”
Aria snorted. “It’s my mom.”
“And you can tell parents this stuff too.”
“Did you tell your parents?”
Grant tensed up. “Eventually. Yeah, I told my old man. Not my mom.”
“Why not your mom?”
“Didn’t know who she was. Never met her.”
“Oh,” Aria said. She had no idea what to say to that. “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be. I don’t care.”
It seemed so strange to hear that. She found it rather refreshing.
“Would you like to come with me?” Aria asked.
Grant paused in stirring and turned to look at her. “You’re inviting me to a family Thanksgiving?”
“Yes, but you should also know…” Aria paused, wincing. She tried to think of a delicate way to say that her parents hated him and everything he stood for. There were no words.
“What?”
“Er, it doesn’t matter.”
“Come on, Aria, out with it.” He stopped cooking to come and stand in front of her.
“My parents are not exactly big fans of the club, you know.”
She avoided looking into his eyes for the longest time and then, once she delivered the bad news, she did. She was a little taken aback to see he was smiling.
“You’re smiling,” Aria said, pointing out the obvious.
“Yeah, you’re so cute when you’re nervous. Don’t be, babe. Trust me, you haven’t upset me. Not in the least.” He reached out to stroke her cheek. “Do you think this will be the first woman to be pissed that I’m the guy her daughter brought home to meet her parents?”
Aria’s brows rose. “So you’ve met a lot of parents…”
He shook his head. “Scrap that. Shit, that’s not what I meant. Trust me, I’ve not met a lot of parents.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Grant cupped her face and tilted her head back. “I look forward to this.”
She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t.”
“Why?”
“Trust me. I know my mom, okay? I know what she’s like. It’s not going to be fun.”
He snorted. “I can imagine.”
