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put a stamp on a relationship? Landon hadn’t even seemed like the type to take a woman home to mom. But, if that were the case, why was I here? Jeez, this meant he was serious about finding a wife, but I wasn’t it.
    “You look good today.” He replied, as I stood awkwardly behind him.
    “And, you look—oh Landon, what happened to your face, sweetie?” his mother asked concerned as she caressed his face.
    Landon frowned, before looking at the floor . That was a question I wanted answered too. I could tell he felt some sort of shame or dismay about the incident.
    “Don’t worry about it, mom. Just a sports injury.” He answered, and I could tell he was lying.
    “You have to be more careful, sweetie. Protect that pretty face of yours, who’s she?” his mother asked, finally spotting me.
    “This is my friend, Tessa Winters.” Landon smiled looking over at me. “Tessa, this is my mother, Deidre Brooks.”
    “Nice to meet you.” I smiled politely, but I was terrified.
    I hadn’t met anyone’s mother, but Dean’s, and even then I was a nervous wreck. Staring at her, I saw where Landon had gotten his eyes from. Extending a hand to her, I waited for her to shake it. Deidre had bypassed my hand, and gave me a full on hug. I shot a glare over at Landon, who was watching intently. I was going to kill him later.
    “Is this the lucky girl, Landon?” she asked letting me go, and my eyes widened as I shot him an evil glare.
    “Not yet, mom, but I’m hoping.” He answered, and I suddenly couldn’t breathe. Was he being serious??
    “Well, she’s pretty. I hope you’ll make the big move soon.” She said, winking at Landon as if I weren’t standing here. I felt my cheeks heat up, and knew I was blushing. This was insane!
    “Should we have dinner?” Landon asked, changing the subject, and I was glad for it.
    “Yes.” Deidre insisted, wrapping her arm in mines, and making me sit beside her.
    We ate a big selection of food, and I was stuffed. Dinner had actually been light and entertaining. I’d learned childhood secrets about Landon that I was sure he didn’t want to get out. His mother was a wonderful woman, and not a rude snob. It was obviously where the “real Landon” had gotten his manners. I saw such a different side of him today, and it was nice. If this was how Landon was when he let his guard down, I could definitely deal with it. I mean—deal with it enough to find him the right woman, that is.
    “This was nice.” Deidre smiled , wearily.
    “Yes mom, it was.” Landon smiled back , politely.
    Looking over to me, Deidre’s expression changed to a confused one. I thought I had something on my face, so I grabbed a napkin and began to wipe off.
    “Who are you?” she asked, and I immediately stopped.
    “Mother—”
    “Tessa, Miss. Brooks,” I assured, and she searched my face.
    “Have we met?” she asked me, and I frowned confused because we had just sat for a couple of hours, chatting. “Landon, you should really take her out. She’s pretty.” She smiled.
    “Yes, mother.” Landon nodded, taking her by the arm.
    “You never bring any girls home. You work so hard, I just want to see you happy, sweetie.” She said, taking his face into her hands and he smiled at her, but the smile was full of grief.
    “ Riley, can you take my mother to her room? It’s time for her to rest.” Landon insisted.
    “I’m not tired, Landon.” Deidre snapped.
    “Ok, but you still need to lie down for a while. Riley will put a movie on for you.” He pushed, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll come check on you in a bit, okay?”
    “Alright, sweetie.” She finally folded, as the younger woman helped her from the room.
    I stared over at Landon, and his face was etched with pain. I sucked in a hard breath , before grabbing his hand. That was hard for me to watch, so I knew it must’ve been hell for Landon to go through.
    “So,” he sighed. “Now you know.”
    “Not all of it. Talk to me,