When Worlds Collide

Chapter 21

It's 2:11 when I wake up. I turn to face Trevor and then snuggle into his chest. Last night was so amazing. After we ate we just came to bed and snuggled until both of us fell asleep.

I could really get used to this though. I feel so safe and protected in his arms. Books and movies have always been my safehaven - but now Trevor is my safehaven.

"Good morning, beautiful," his hoarse voice whispers against the top of my head. How can his voice alone fill me with this absurd amount of desire?

"Good moring," I say kissing his bear chest.

"I had the strangest dream."

"Really? I thought you don't remember your dreams," I ask curiously.

"Well usually I don't. But maybe I remembered this one because you were in it."

"Okay, now I need to know. Spill!" I say pulling away from him just enough, so that I can see his face.

"So we were in your home town to meet your parents. They adored me of course. But that was when things started to get weird. They liked me too much. Your dad kept calling me son for some strange, unknown reason. Your mom just wanted me to eat all the food she had made and your sister was asking me out on a date," he says clearly amused by his dream. If only his dream could be reality. His dream is one thousand times better than the scenario that would take place if I actually took him home to meet my family. I dread the day he has to meet them.

"What a crazy dream," I say trying to play the subject off. I really don't hope this was his way of telling me that he wants to meet my parents because there's no way in hell that I am subjecting him to them. Honestly, I'd rather elope to Vegas than have a big wedding with friends and family - just so that Trevor doesn't have to meet them.

"But speaking of meeting your family..." I interrupt him before he can get out another word.

"No."

"What do you mean no?" He asks clearly confused and him being the amazing person that he is - immediately blames himself... "Are you ashamed of me?"

"Trevor I love you. But not everything is about you," I say trying to lighten the mood with a bit of humour. But I can see in his eyes that he wants an explanation. "Trust me when I say you're not the one I'm ashamed of... Okay that came out wrong... I'm not ashamed of anybody. It's just my parents are overbearing and quite honestly - stuck up. I don't want you to think I'm like them..." I admit with my hands covering my face.

I'm really not ashamed of them. Honestly if I'm ashamed of anyone it would be of myself for feeling that they will embarrass me or make Trevor like me any less.

"Kath, there is nothing your family can possibly do to change the way I feel about you," Trev says softly as if I'm a wild animal he is trying to calm down. He removes my hands from my face and gives me a quick kiss on my forehead.

"Do you really want to meet them that bad? Is it really that important to you?"

"No, it's not if you don't want me to." God, why does he always know exactly what to say? Why does his dumb reverse psychology always work on me?

"It's my mom's birthday this Sunday. We can go meet them then if you'd like," I say with a dramatic sigh - letting him know just how much I'm not looking forward to it. But hey if there is any guy out there that my family might approve of, it would be Trevor. He is handsome, propper, well-off and just all around amazing.

"Sunday, as in tomorrow?"

I slowly nod my head. I already know I'm gonna regret this. But that's okay because right now I don't really care. Trevor looks like a little kid whose biggest wish just come true, now that he knows he's going to meet my family. And seeing him this happy is making me happy.