Home for Christmas
The phone was ringing. Robin looked at the caller I.D and pressed the talk button.
"Hi Mom! How are you?" he asked. Robin looked at me, mouthed one second, and then walked through the double doors into the living room. I slid over and opened one of the doors slightly open so I could hear Robin's end of the conversation.
"Mom, you know how I'm coming home for Christmas? Well, I'm going to bring my girlfriend." He listened for a moment and then spoke louder.
"Her name is Starfire. Not 'that girl'. And I'm not using her, Mom. I really love her," Robin said angrily. I never knew that Robin told his parents about us. But my heart fluttered when he said he loved me.
"I'm coming tomorrow. And I'm bringing her. That's final." Robin pushed the end button and sighed loudly.
Starfire, you can come in now." I walked into the room and sat down next to him on the couch. I put my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.
"Your parents hate me and they haven't even met me yet." I said softly.
"They don't hate you," Robin said. "They just haven't met you yet. And when they do, I know they'll love you as much as I do." He turned towards me and kissed me softly, surprising me.
"I'll pack my stuff tonight," I said.
"We're leaving at ten tomorrow morning so we can get there by dinner time. I'm tired so I'm going to bed. I'll wake you up tomorrow," Robin said, yawning. He kissed me again and walked over to the elevator.
"I love you!" I called to him. He turned.
"I love you too. Good night and I'll see you in the morning." And Robin closed the elevator doors.
Is it good? R&R so I know whether or not to go on with this Christmas story! TTYL,
Nikki