Novel & Cerita Boyfriend Mom

"He didn't tell me he was coming to see you guys... That man." My mom laughed. "At least he loves you a lot and the girls already treat him like a brother, he's like a part of our family now, don't you think?" I rolled my eyes at my mom, "He's just my boyfriend mom, not my husband. All this is so weird for me... Lilo didn't even run to meet me... She went straight to him. That hurt." "Are you jealous of your Boyfriend?" "Hell yeah." My mom laughed. "Come on Bree, let's go in."

I’m a deer in headlights, except I’m trapped in a situation totally of my own design. I don’t have the slightest clue how to explain to my mom my current relationship with the brothers. We’re not dating, but we’re not nothing. Friends with benefits doesn’t quite feel right either, not even with Beau anymore really. But boyfriends? That definitely is incorrect. “I don’t have a boyfriend, Mom,” I say into the phone. “Oh,” Mom says with a sigh. “I’ve been hoping… Those Hayes boys are so well-established. And you’re all so young.”

I said smiling and mom nodded. "And is this friend the handsome boy who picks and drop you?" Mom asked teasingly and a blush appeared on my cheeks. So, my mom is a little different from my dad. She believes in love and fantasies. Also, she had love marriage so is expecting from us but no dirty deed before marriage. "So, who is that boy sweetie?" She wriggled her eyebrows and pinned me with her eyes saying directly that she need answer. "Mom! Ah, he is my boyfriend."

Not a single private touch. He played the perfect boyfriend all day, helping Mom with chores around the house, watching TV cuddled up with her on the couch, even agreeing to run errands with her in the afternoon. I stayed home alone, pacing my room like a caged animal, checking my phone every few minutes like a pathetic addict waiting for a fix. The screen stayed dark. No messages. No secret knocks on my door. Just agonizing silence that made the ache between my legs even worse.

"Tell me honestly, Lilith. Did you ever really want me? Or was I just convenient until someone better came along?" The question hit like a slap because part of me wondered the same thing. "I thought I loved you," I said quietly. "Thought. Past tense." Aiden nodded. "At least you're honest now." His phone buzzed. He checked it and smiled. "Looks like TMZ just picked up the story. You're trending on social media, Dad. Congratulations." Jamie grabbed my hand. "We're leaving." "One more thing." Aiden's voice stopped us at the door. "Mom's on her way here. Should arrive in about an hour. Thought you'd want to know."

At 9 AM, they stood up. Matthew hugged Damon. It was awkward. Stiff. Two men who did not know how to be soft. But they held on. And when they pulled apart, both of them were crying. I was crying too. The waitress handed me a napkin. "You are a mess, hon." "I know." "Who are they?" "My boyfriend and his son." "Ah." "That is all you have to say?" "Sometimes that is all there is to say." She walked away. --- Damon walked to my table.

"You look more handsome than in the TV,are you my daughter's boyfriend?" "No,mom,we are just friends" "Really?" "Yes,Aunt,Your daughter and i are just friends" "That's too bad,you and her would make a beautiful couple"My mom said, I rolled my eyes while Jayden chuckled. "Jayden,feel at home,i will go freshen up so that i can cook you something nice" "Okay,Aunt" My mom took the stairs with her luggage. "I like your mom, she's nice" "Yeah but she can be annoying sometimes"

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

My jaw dropped. "Boyfriend? No..no..." I shook my head. Timmy and Tiffany burst into a fit of giggles. These two rascals. "Come here, you little scamp," I said as I lifted Timmy in the air. He giggled, his dark hair splaying all over his face. "How did you even know the word 'boyfriend.' and no, Carol is not my boyfriend." "Mommy has a boyfriend. Mommy has a boyfriend." He sangsong. Tiffany joined him, bouncing on her bed as both of them taunted me.

“Yes. But I didn’t mean to.” “Okay?” “I don’t have my uniform. So, I called my Momma.” “Did your Mum ring that bell?” I asked plainly, and Frederick panicked at my tone. “I only needed my uniform and someone to call in for my lateness. And Momma offered to add breakfast to thank the friend who took me in. I had no idea she would deliver them herself…” “ So it is your Mum?” “I believe so.” Strange. I do not know Mothers offer to visit their son’s boyfriend this casually. Logical, she does not know that ‘the friend’ is ‘the boyfriend.’