Although the floor was carpeted, Willow’s knees hit the floor with a solid thud all the same. She clenched her teeth and winced from pain.
Frank gave her a look of contempt. The sight of a woman on her knees, her dress falling open… he averted his eyes, his expression turning darker.
Cindy was startled too, but then chuckled and said, “Look at this child, so well-behaved… but there’s no need for all this! Up you get now, come on!”
The elderly woman started to rise from her seat to help Willow up…
Willow suddenly noticed that she’d exposed herself, and hurriedly covered it back up.
Jasper had warned her not to bend over while wearing this… well, it’s not like she did that on purpose!
She flushed red with embarrassment as Cindy helped her up, and led her over to sit beside her.
The old lady laid a frail, wrinkled hand over the young woman’s own. “Child,” she gently began, “You and our Jasper… you’re lovers, aren’t you?”
Willow blushed even redder from this abrupt inquiry. How was she supposed to answer that?
It had only been a couple of days since she’d discovered that Jasper was the mystery man she’d been searching for all these years. Then he’d brought her here to introduce her to his grandparents, with hardly any advance notice.
So far, he’d said nothing about the actual nature of their relationship, though…
Willow looked to Jasper, beseeching his aid.
Jasper answered for her, “That’s right, Grandma.”
Hearing him say this caused waves of warmth—and also angst—to surge through Willow’s heart. So he’d really proclaimed her as his girlfriend…
Cindy looked at him askance. “Child, my question was for Willow.”
She turned back to the young woman with a smile. “See how Jasper worries for you, worries that I might cause trouble for you. Don’t you worry, Grandpa and I are both easy-going folk. Once you’re a part of the family, you’ll always be family, as good as my own blood.”
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