Hey all, I'm back! Sorry it's been so long I've posted another chapter but there wasn't many computers while I was touring around Europe.
I know it's short but I'm not really in a writing mood today. I also know that it's a pointless chapter but I wanted to add in a bit that had a bit of Michelle's family coz there has already been a bit of Tony's family, just to give a bit of insight. I promise that I will update soon.
Chapter 8
They spent the rest of the afternoon curled up on the couch.
At about 6pm, Michelle's phone rang. She dragged herself out of Tony's arms to answer it.
"Hello," she answered.
"Hi, baby doll," a voice replied.
"Hi, Mom," Michelle cried, cheerfully, "I meant to call you backā¦"
"But you got busy, huh," her mother, Helen teased.
"You've seen the papers then," Michelle sighed.
"How come, I'm always last to find out you're seeing someone," Helen said, pretending to be upset.
"Coz the media never sleeps," Michelle replied, "Surely you know that by now."
"I do, honey," Helen replied.
"I only went on one date with him, Ma," Michelle whined.
"Two, sweetie," Helen said.
"Fine, two," Michelle said, rolling her eyes.
"So are you planning on seeing more of this man, darling?" her mother asked.
"You can bet on it," Michelle smiled.
"Well I can't wait to meet him, I liked the look of him," Helen said, "When do you plan on seeing him next?"
"Well I am looking at him right now," Michelle smiled.
"Moving fast then," Helen teased.
"Mom!" Michelle said, rolling her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just teasing," Helen smiled.
"I know."
"So, surely you can tell me this gentleman's name," Helen said.
"It's Tony Almeida," Michelle replied, smiling.
"Well I better let you go if he's there with you," Helen said, before hanging up.
Tony looked at Michelle inquiringly as she slipped back into his arms.
"My mom also saw the papers," Michelle sighed, into Tony's chest.
