As soon as Taylor arrived at the hospital the next day, things immediately turned crazy. She had several patients needing their daily medicine, one needed prepped for surgery while others just needed checked on in general. Once her tasks were momentarily taken care of, she headed back to the nurses station to catch up on paper work. Her co-worker, Lindsay, happen to look in her direction and couldn't help but notice how tired Taylor looked and how many times she was yawning.
"Taylor, what's up?" she finally asked. "Your usually so alert and with it in the mornings."
"It probably has to do with the most amazing weekend I spent with someone," she smiled.
Lindsay's eyes widened. "You met someone?! And you didn't tell me?! Who is he? Do I know him?"
"No you don't know him, and in fact Melissa and Nic set us up. His name is Mike, and he…is just incredible! I think the last time I felt like this was when I was with Chase. And even then, it wasn't the same."
"So, you're telling me that Nic set you up with one of his WWE friends?" Lindsay asked as Taylor nodded. "Who is it?"
Before she could answer, a set of elevators dinged and both friends noticed the muscular man in sight, with flowers in hand. Lindsay's jaw literally dropped as he walked toward Taylor.
"Good morning baby girl," Mike smiled as he handed her the flowers.
"Good morning," she replied before hugging him. "Thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful. What are you doing here?"
"Well, I knew what hospital you worked at, but wasn't positive on which floor. So I found out from the lobby where you were, and I'm here to ask you for a lunch date."
Taylor smiled. "Of course I will have lunch with you. But I only get like a half hour, so I hope you don't mind the hospital cafeteria."
Mike shook his head. "No that's fine."
"Ok good. By the way, this is my co-worker and friend, Lindsay," she said pointing to the star struck woman to her right.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Mike," he said as he offered his hand.
Lindsay nervously laughed. "It's nice to meet you too."
"Well, I will get out of your hair. What time?" he asked.
Taylor shrugged. "I'm not sure. We all usually go at different slow times throughout the day. Can I text you?"
He nodded. "Of course. I will stay close, and will see you soon," Mike smiled as the pair quickly kissed. "Bye."
She could literally feel her heart melt as he walked away. "See you later."
Once he was out of sight, Lindsay turned toward her friend. "Your dating the Miz?!"
"Yea, we were set up over the weekend, and really hit it off. It's only been a few days, but I feel like I'm falling in love with him."
"Already? Isn't that a little fast?"
"Maybe," Taylor shrugged. "But I feel like it needs to move fast. I don't want it to move slow."
Before Lindsay could respond, they both the vibrating sound of Taylor's phone. She pulled it out of her pocket and immediately groaned. "Who is it?" Lindsay asked.
"My mom texted me."
Mrs. Stine: I just ran into Melissa. She told me you were dating someone. How come I didn't hear that from you?
Taylor: It just started & I wanted to get to know him a little better.
Mrs. Stine: How about we all have dinner tonight? I want to meet this mystery man. Our house at 7.
Taylor: Ugh!
Several hours later, Mike met Taylor back at work, and both were settled with food in front of them. "Tays, you're pretty quiet," he pointed out. "Are you ok?"
"Yea I'm fine. Listen I talked to my mom today, and she ran into Melissa. She knows we are seeing each other."
"Were you trying to hide me?" he asked.
"No! Not at all! I just didn't tell her anything yet because it's only been a few days, and I wanted to get to know you more. But she wants the both of us to come over for dinner-tonight. I'm sorry."
Mike chuckled. "It's ok baby girl. That's part of a relationship is meeting the parents. In fact, I talked to my mom and step-dad today too. They are going to visit this weekend since I'm home. And they want to meet you too."
"Oh my gosh! I'm nervous about tonight and this weekend!"
"Taylor there is nothing to be nervous about. Everything will work out great."
"You think so?"
Mike nodded. "I know so," he smiled, kissing the hand he was holding. "Besides, I don't know why your so worried. Parents love me," he winked.
Giggling, Taylor rolled her eyes. "Gee, confident much?"
"Do you want to know why I'm so confident?"
"Sure! Enlighten me," she teased.
"I am confident because I am AWESOME," he exclaimed.
"Oh my gosh! What have I gotten into?" Taylor sighed.
"You love it and you know it," Mike replied as they quickly kissed.
Later on that night, the couple were on the way to meet her parents. As they neared the house, Taylor kept noticing Mike mess with his tie.
"For the record, you didn't have to dress up," she said, referring to his blue dress shirt, striped tie and black dress pants.
"I know but I did want to make a good impression. I want to show them I am a good guy for you."
Taylor smiled as they pulled into the driveway. "Well, I guess it's now or never. Are you ready?"
"Probably as ready as I'm ever going to be," he replied.
The walk up to the house was quiet, and neither realized the other took a deep breath when Taylor opened the door. "Mom? Dad? We are here," she called.
Just then, a woman with the same brown hair as Taylor appeared in the living room. "Hello honey," she said as she hugged Taylor. Mike smiled at the interaction.
"Mom, this is Michael Mizanin. Or as you called him, the mystery man," Taylor smiled. "Mike, this is my mom Janet."
"Michael, it is a pleasure to meet you," the older woman smiled.
"The pleasure is all mine. And you have a lovely home, thank you for inviting me to dinner."
"Absolutely," Janet replied as a taller man appeared.
"Hi dad," Taylor exclaimed as they hugged as well. "Dad, this is Michael Mizanin. Mike, this is my dad, Steven."
"Nice to meet you Michael," he said.
"It's great to meet you as well and please call me Mike," he smiled.
"Well, dinner is just about done. How about we go into the kitchen?" Janet suggested, leading the way.
As Mike followed, he noticed a lot of metals and awards on the wall by the television. He stopped to look at them.
"Those are my dad's awards," Taylor said, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. "He is the fire departments chief, and those awards are for bravery, excellence, etc."
"Wow," he replied, taking a hold of her hands. "That's incredible."
As they continued to talk, Steven wondered where they had gone and watched their interaction. He smirked as he watched Mike quickly kiss Taylor's temple.
"What are you looking at?" Janet asked, and then saw her daughter. "Your not spying, are you?"
"No, of course not. Our daughter looks really happy doesn't she?"
Janet smiled as she watched Taylor smile. "Yes, she does look happy. And she deserves to be."