Emma watched as Gwen steadily approached, arms open so wide it looked as if she could have given the whole planet a hug at once. In an instance Emma was in those arms, wrapped in the bony, but loving arms of Greyson's mother, and Emma found that she didn't mind being there. She hugged Gwen back with just as much vigor, showing her appreciation for coming to the gallery.
"Mrs. Everest, Greyson told me you were coming; I can't tell you how happy I am that you are here." Emma said graciously, and she didn't even have to fake it.
"Emma, dearest, please call me Gwen, Mrs. Everest makes me sound so old. Greyson was not as adamant about me coming tonight, I told him that you wouldn't mind."
"Mom, just because she says she's glad you're here doesn't mean she's sincere." Greyson said mortified, a slight blush on his cheeks showing his embarrassment.
"Greyson, of course I want her here, in fact, I'm honored."
Emma smiled at Greyson, and if she could have, she would have stuck her tongue out at him. He beamed back at her, playing along to what seemed to be an inside joke.
"I've been begging Greyson to introduce me to you again, but every time I would mention it he would tell me no, that it was too early in y'alls relationship. You know he never stops talking about you, I was just telling your mother the other day..."
Gwen continued on with her chattering, oblivious to the fact that neither Emma or Greyson were listening, they were too busy focusing on one another. Emma looked at Greyson and he looked at her, both in their own world, a world which only consisted of the other, separate from what was going on around them. It was when Gwen noticed this that she stopped talking, watching her son and the woman before her fall even deeper in love with one another. Gwen knew that neither one had said it yet, but it was evident. From the way that they smiled at each other, to the way that they hadn't stopped touching since they had united. Gwen knew the signs of love, and they were definitely showing.
"Well, one can tell when they aren't wanted. I'll go and look at the art. Greyson don't worry about finding me after the showing, I'll take a taxi home." Gwen said nonchalantly, she was certain she shouldn't have come in the first place, she could tell that she had intruded.
"Mother you don't-"
" Gwen please stay, we-"
Emma and Greyson had begun to protest at the same time, but stopped when they saw Gwen shaking her head.
"Don't worry about it." Gwen sauntered of, making her way to the open bar.
" I'm sorry, she can be kind of a handful, I love her, but I swear sometimes she drives me to drink."
