Page 75 of The Lies I've Told
She suspiciously eyed me, so I did the same in return.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you use the wordokay. It’s weird. It’s more than weird. In fact, I don’t like it. Take it back.”
“I can’t take it back.” I laughed. “I’m not allowed to sayokay?”
She shook her head with vigor. “No. Nope. It sounds horrible when you say it.”
“It does not! Lots of Brits say it. Hell, I was watchingJessica Jonesthe other day, and the journalist character said it. Didn’t sound weird then.”
Her eyes glassed over a little. “Oh, yeah, him? Yeah, he’s hot.”
I gave her a pointed stare, causing her to blush.
“But still, no. Uh-uh. Not for you. It’s like when your parents try to say something trendy. Like, just last week, my mom and I were on the phone, and she said she and my dad were going out to dinner. Then, she paused and said, ‘It’s gonna be lit.’ It was horrible. Likenails on a chalkboardhorrible.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “All right, I would be very pleased to accompany you to an enchanting evening with your family tonight. Is that better?”
Her eyes narrowed. “That will do. But I feel like you mocked me a little at the end there.”
I grabbed her hand and headed for the door. “Well, you might have deserved it. Remind me to use the wordokayat least half a dozen times tonight in conversation, okay?”
“Oh my God,” she groaned.
“This is going to be fun.”
Letting out a snort, she gave me an eye roll. “You say that now, but I don’t think you’ve fully realized what you’re getting yourself into.”
We stopped just outside the entrance of my suite as I gave a brief glance down the hall before turning my attention back to Millie. “I’ve met your parents,” I said. “I seem to remember your mother having a particular fondness for me.”
Millie rolled her eyes as I grinned. “Yes, but now, theyknow.” She put emphasis on the last word.
“Know what?”
“That you and I are…” Her voice dropped down to a whisper.
“Doing it?” I said softly, making her giggle under her breath.
“Shh! Yes! And it will be like the Spanish Inquisition at dinner tonight. I tried to talk my mom out of it, but she was adamant. She wants to get to know you. I hope it’s not too much.”
I shook my head, placing a tiny kiss upon her nose. “I’m honored to be at your side.”
She blushed, looking rather pleased as she pulled my hand down the hallway, toward the foyer.
Try as they might, her mother and sister were doing a piss-poor job of minding their own business. I smiled to myself, wondering what it must be like to have such a caring, devoted mother like Millie’s.
“Mom, I’m sure you remember Aiden,” Millie said.
I began to hold out my hand to the beautiful older woman but was instead pulled into a giant hug.
“So nice to see you again, Aiden.”
“Mama!” I heard Millie and her sister say in unison.
“Sorry! That’s just how we greet people around here,” she said before letting me go.
I couldn’t help but chuckle as Millie rolled her eyes and introduced me to Molly.
