*** Joyce's POV ***
I was sitting on a towel in Quinn's front seat, my wet undergarments soaking through my clothes. And I couldn't stop grinning. My face literally hurt. I crossed another milestone, and the way Quinn kept tossing me glances told me that he was still invested. I did worry that I wouldn't be able to keep him satisfied if we ever got to that point, but my therapist would be telling me to stay focused on the present accomplishment. I was fucking proud of myself.
"Are you hungry?" Quinn asked, bringing my hand up to his lips.
"I can wait until we get back into town." I responded.
"I wanted to ask. My mom texted me. She needs something heavy moved at her place. Would you mind if I stopped? You can come in or just stay in the car." He offered awkwardly.
My grin widened and I teased. "I'm going to meet your mom? This is getting serious."
"Nah. She's cool." Quinn played it off.
"Oh shit, I'm all wet." I griped.
"She's not the type to judge that. Plus, remember she knows I'm in porn. Be prepared. She'll likely make some crude jokes." He informed me.
"Have you ever brought a girl home to your mom, Quinn?" I asked.
He thought for a moment. "Nope. You're the first one."
Shit. "Um what?"
He grinned at me and I felt my stomach flip-flop. "Relax, Joyce. Mom's going to love you."
"And that's a good thing?" I asked shakily.
"If you're going to stick around it is." He retorted. I thought to myself it probably had more to do with him keeping me around.
We pulled up to a small tidy house with gorgeous gardens. "Wow. You weren't lying about your mom's green thumb."
"Yeah, right." He slipped out of the car and came around offering me his hand. I felt absolutely disgusting from my soggy undergarments and was having serious second thoughts about coming inside.
I pulled back on Quinn's hand as he strided ahead with confidence. "I think I'm going to stay in the car."
"If that's what you want, love." He cupped my cheek and gave me a gentle kiss.
"Well I'll be dammed." An impressed voice sounded.
"There's no going back now." Quinn said under his breath and turned towards the voice. "Hi Mum."
A spirited woman with salt and pepper curls leaned past his towering form, taking me in with curious eyes. She stuck a gloved hand out at me, thought better of it, withdrew her hand to remove her gardening glove, and offered it to me again. "I'm Ruth. Quinn's mom."
"Hi I'm Joyce." I greeted her, shaking her hand and avoiding labels. Ruth gave Quinn a scrutinizing look and then gave me a thorough once over.
Quinn jumped in. "She's the one I hinted about before."
"Oh the one you fucked up totally with! Come here, sweetie. Let me show you some baby pictures and tell you stories so you have fodder next time he's an ass." Ruth unwittingly put her arm around me. I inhaled sharply, but she made a different observation. "You're all wet!"
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Seeking Escape
Romance*** Completed Story *** Quinn had plans to be a male model, but difficulty breaking into the industry and an agent's poor judgment landed him in a different industry for showcasing his "raw talents." Finding fame as a male pornstar, he is living the...
