Henley

“I really like your mother,” I said for lack of anything better to say, trying not to be nervous. Declan said he was going to teach me how to kiss, but hard telling what he had in mind.

He chuckled. “Well, she loves you! And she doesn’t always get along with everyone.”

“So, she doesn’t object to us becoming engaged so soon?”

“No, not at all!” Declan laughed, shaking his head. “As far as my mother’s concerned, you’re a dream ...