Fiancee, Meet Mom. Mom, Meet Fiancee (Tag emmawright and petrelliheidi)

[breezy_playboy]

He parked in front of his mom's house and leaped out of the car, circling around to get Emma's door before she could open it herself. He offered her his arm with a big grin. "Ready, sweetheart? Last chance to chicken out." Not that he'd actually let her, but still... Oh, God, he was so happy that this was happening. That at least one person in his

Comments

[emmawright]

"Don't give me any ideas," she grumbled, though she was really quite excited. It'd be refreshing to meet his mother and not have to worry about being considered sleazy.

Emma had dressed herself in a very nice outfit; a quaint sundress and flats, her hair in curly tendrils that spilled around her face. Her makeup was light, too. First impressions and all.

She took Monty's arm and held her clutch in her other hand, walking to the front door with him. "I love you," Emma said for reassurance.

[breezy_playboy]

He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I love you, too, sweetheart. With all my heart." He led her up the path, then paused on the porch, finger over the bell. "Here we go," he said softly, eyes on her face as he rang the doorbell.

[petrelliheidi]

Heidi had been nervous too; this was a big day, the day she would meet the mother of her future grandchild. She had been making lunch for them when the doorbell rang, wiping her hands she put on a big smile as she saw her youngest son and a pretty young woman standing on the doorstep.

"Well hello."

[breezy_playboy]

He wrapped his arms around her, beaming. "Hi, Mom." He stood back, gesturing to Emma with an even bigger grin. "And here she is."