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Chapter 3

We arrived at his parent's house after a peaceful drive. The house is unbelievable! It's so big and extraordinary and quite intimidating when I think about where my own mother is living.

"You alright kid?" Big asked, glancing over at me.

"Yeah, fine."

"Alright, don't worry, they're not going to hate you."

"Won't necessarily love me either though, will they?"

"I'm not going to guarantee it, but if they see what I see than they'll love you." He grinned, leaning over and kissing me.

"You're turning into that chick again." I laughed at him.

"Okay, lets get going." He said, getting out of the car, then rushing over to get the door for me. As we walked towards the front door every crazy thought began to run through my head. I started to think about Charlotte and her experiences with men and their mothers. And then about my own mother and how she was when I would bring home some one to meet when I was younger.

God I wish this was over with already. Last time I met his mother I was introduced as a friend and that led to the first break up. All right, so he's knocked on the door, we're just waiting now. Waiting is torture to me.

The door opens and it's… a maid… oh shit, they're so rich that they have servants. Big slips an arm around my waist and leads me into the house. "We are in here John." Called a voice from the living room.

"It'll be fine." He leaned in a whispered to me. "Hi dad." Big smiled, his father who had been sitting on the couch; stood and gave his son a hug.

"Good to see you." His father grinned. Wow, they have the same smile. "And you must be my new daughter-in-law." He said, turning on me.

"That seems to be the rumor." I smiled.

"It's very nice to meet you, have a seat dear." He said, leading me to a seat.

"Oh, thanks." I said sweetly, sitting down next to him on the couch.

"So what is it that you do?" He asked.

"I write a column in the New York Star."

"Wow. Very few writers actually make it in the Big Apple." He commented. Big sat quietly across from us. "What's your column about?"

"Living in New York." I said briefly.

"Really? John said that you were a sex columnist." He grinned, glancing over at Big.

"Well… yeah... sex does come up in my column sometimes…"

"Isn't it called Sex and the City?" Came a voice from the door. There framed in the door was Big's mother.

I honestly had nothing to say, that's when Big stood up and went to his mother. "Hello mom."

"John. So this must be Carrie." She said coming over to the couch. I stood and she shook my hand. "Nice to actually meet."

"Likewise." I smiled. All right so that wasn't awful. His father seems nice enough and his mother… well the verdict was still out.

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