Page 100 of Finding Redemption

I can’t get my mouth to close.

“We’re sorry to intrude. We had no idea he would have company.” Cynthia pats my hand as I shake hers.

“We wondered if he even dated anymore. My, you’re gorgeous.” Ian smiles at me and without a doubt, he’s Walker’s Dad.

“Thank you. Please, don’t worry. We should’ve been up and out already.” What in the hell am I saying? Kill me now.

“Walker tells us you’re an attorney also.” Ian’s smile is as infectious as his son’s.

“That was Ava and Riley. I hadn’t talked about her because I thought she hated me.” My head spins on Walker, and he chuckles. “Remember, asshole?” He points to himself.

I wind my arm around him, pulling him to me. “Term of endearment, I assure you.”

Cynthia giggles. “We heard how much you like each other.” I stand, petrified, my face ashen, and Walker snickers. “Oh, I meant not just now. Before. I mean, before now.” Her face is as red as my lips are from biting into them.

“Well, kids, Cynthia has managed to embarrass us all. We’re gonna go now that we know Walker’s okay,” Ian says. “We hope to see you at Christmas.”

“I’m having my mother down for a few days.”

“Bring her. We’d loved to have you.” Cynthia’s eyes crinkle at the corners.

“It’s whatever Walker thinks. I’ll leave it up to him.”

“She’ll be there, if she doesn’t kill me first.” Walker splays his hand on my ass. I elbow him to make him move it, which he doesn’t. “Thanks for stopping by. Love y’all.”

His mom kisses him on the cheek. “Be good to her. I hear she’s amazing.”

“That’s what I’ve been telling her all morning.”

Ian bursts into laughter, and Walker snickers. My face burns from humiliation. I can’t get my mouth to shut. It just continues to hang open.

“Boys, I think y’all have embarrassed her enough. Good lord, we want her to stay.” Cynthia tugs on Ian’s arm. “Please forgive us. We’re an eclectic bunch.”

“That’s code for Batshit Crazy.” Ian stares blankly at me. Walker covers his mouth, trying to stifle his laughter.

“Oh, good. My mom will fit right in.” Walker falls over the back of the couch, laughing. I slap at him when he kicks at me with his feet.

“Stop it, dammit.” I can’t help but laugh. Walker rights himself and joins us again.

“We’re leaving. Kiss your mother again.” Walker does as his father asks. “It is good to meet you, young lady. Take care of him for us.” He winks at me before kissing my cheek.

“He’s a keeper,” I whisper to Ian.

“What was that?” Walker narrows his eyes.

“Don’t be a stranger.” Cynthia hugs me warmly. I wish my mother hugged like this.

“I won’t.”

“Y’all be careful. It’s supposed to rain later.” Walker follows them to the door.

“You, too.” His mom smiles. “We’re going home now.”

“Bye.” Walker and I wave in unison as he shuts the door. He turns to me, arching his brow. “Why do you have my suit jacket on?”

I fall to the floor in a pile of hysterics, dying of laughter. “I couldn’t find my bra!”

Walker stands in front of me, stoic. “Reese.” I stare at him as he points to the couch.