In due time (Completed)

Chapter 30- Lions den

Kate

"Are you crazy!" I yelled, "you want me to meet your mother now? Right now? Like with everything that's going on?"

He cannot drop a bombshell like this on me after practically kidnapping me from the confines of my own home. Yes, whatever was happening scared the hell out of me and as much as I try and act tough and as if I have my shit together, I really don't and Tyler taking me to see his mum was not helping my current situation.

"It was going to happen sooner or later, Specs," he said with his eyes focused on the road, glistening with amusement- under the circumstances.

"I would've preferred later and by the way, isn't it to late to be going to the office. She might not even be there so why don't you just go tommorow," I tried my best to bargain out of the situation.

"The quicker I get this done, the better and," he laughed, "she's almost always at the office after hours."

"Great!" I mumbled as softly as I could, receiving a side glance from Tyler.

This was not what I had in mind for the weekend. I just pulled a 21 hour shift and I'd planned to sleep it off but here I am, still in the clothes that I'd changed into back at the hospital, on my way to meet the DA because some shithead chooses this exact time to crawl out from under a rock and realize that following me and shaking me to my core is more entertaining than watching turtles handle a katana.

If I'm being honest, I was actually really grateful that Tyler offered to keep me company this weekend- even though I acted as if I was anything but. Can you blame me? My inner feminist has a mind of its own and usually pops up when I feel intimidated- it's like a defense mechanism.

Those pictures scared me and I don't scare easily. I guess some things in life just caused me to develop a thick skin but since being with Tyler, the layers seem to be disappearing and that didn't worry me as much as it did now. I was beginning to feel comfortable with not having to continuously have my guards up or have an escape plan for every situation but this just threw me back into the deep end.

"C'mon. We're here," Tyler broke through my troubled thoughts as the engine cut off.

Oh Lord help me!

If there is any truth to the monster- in- laws that I read about or see on TV then I'm definitely walking into the Lions den.

What if she doesn't like me?

What if she thinks that I'm the reason for all this new found trouble? Am I?

What if she doesn't think that I deserve someone like her son?

What if she doesn't like the way I look? I mean, being 5'8", slightly curvy and wearing glasses, I was hardly America's next top model.

Tyler grabbed the box out of the trunk and led me straight to the entrance. We walked straight pass the front desk and towards the elevator. The long way up only seemed to intensify my anxiety.

"Could you at least pretend to not be so nervous? She's not going to bite," he laughed.

"I'm glad you find my irrational fears amusing," I snarled at him.

At the end of the lobby we stood outside a partially opened door from behind where powerful voices radiated.

"Reschedule my meeting with the commissioner. These stacks of cases aren't going to prosecute themselves," I heard a female voice bark orders at someone.

"Right away ma'am," a more timid voice acknowledged.

"You see, she's busy. Just come back tommorow," I tried, once again, to persuade Tyler to turn around.