"So... How do you like it?" She purred as she stared across the table.
"It's, um. It's delicious. I really like it. Yum. Thanks, Mrs. B." You made a motion of rubbing your stomach with your hand. Mmmm.
"Oh, you can just call me Violet, if you want..." It's great when your girlfriend's family likes you, but this was awkward. When your girlfriend's mom offered you a slice of homemade blueberry pie, you didn't expect her to sit across the table with her head leaning on her hand and stare dreamily at you while you ate it.
