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I stare at hi s tex t for a moment . He wan ts to meet my mothe r? We

aren’ t even offic ially dating . I mea n . . . I don’t care if he meet s my
mother. She would love hi m. But he went from no t want ing any thi ng
to do with rel ations hi ps, to possibly agreei ng to tes t-drive one, to
meet ing the parent s, all withi n fiv e days? Good God. I rea lly am a drug.
Me: Sure. Meet us there in half an hour.

I walk out of my offic e and straight up to Allysa. I ho ld my pho ne
in front of her face. “He want s to meet my mother.”
“Who ?”
“R yle. ”
“My brother?” she says, looking as sho cked as I feel .
I no d. “Your brother. My mothe r.”
She grabs my pho ne and looks at the tex ts. “Huh. Tha t’s so wei rd.”
I take my pho ne from he r ha nd s. “Tha nk s for the vote of

confid enc e. ”
She laughs and says, “You kno w wha t I mea n. It’s R yle we’re talking
about here. He’s nev er, in the hi story of bei ng R yle Kinc aid, met a
girl’s parent s.”
Of course hea ring her say tha t makes me smile, but then I wond er

if maybe he’s doing thi s just to plea se me. If maybe he’s doing thi ng s
he doesn’t really want to do just bec ause he kno ws I want a
rel ations hi p.
And the n I smile ev en bigger, bec ause isn’t tha t wha t it’s all about?
Sacrific ing for the pers on you like so tha t you can see them ha ppy?
“Your brother must real ly like me, ” I say tea sing ly. I look back up at
Allysa, ex pec ting her to laugh, but there’ s a solem n look on her face.

She no ds and says, “Yea h. I’m afraid he does .” She grabs her purse
from benea th the count er and says, “I’m gonna hea d out now. Let me
kno w ho w it goes , okay?” She moves past me and I watch her as she
makes her way out the door, and then I just stare at the door for a
long time.
It bothers me tha t she does n’t seem ex cited about the prospec t of

me dating R yle. It makes me wond er if tha t ha s more to do with her
feel ing s toward me or her feel ing s toward hi m.

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