Jennifer found herself brightly blushing when her father told John she had been gushing about him. She looked up at John and gave him a sheepish look as her father started to yell out the back door at her mother. Reaching down, she took John's hand and squeezed it.
"I'm only a few meters away, Nikko! No need to yell," came Anna's voice.
"Janika's here and she brought John with her," Nikko said as he bounced again.
Soon, an older woman was peeking in the door. "Well, it's about time you brought him around. Was beginning to think you thought we weren't good enough to meet him," Anna said.
"John, this is my mom, and mom, this is John," Jennifer said, her blush still in place. She was going to have to teach her parents tact.
"I would shake your hand, dear, but they're a little dirty. I've been working on the garden today. Let me finish what I was doing, and I'll make us some coffee to go along with the pound cake I made last night," Anna said before she looked at the books on the table before looking at her husband.
"Oh, right!" Nikko said before he went to the table and started to gather them up as Anna went back outside. He was just bending over to put them under the table when Anna's voice came through the window.
"You better not be putting them under the table!"
"I wasn't!" Nikko said before he straightened up. "Putting them back in the my library."
Just as Nikko was hurrying out with his books, Anna came back in and started to wash her hands. "I hope Jennifer doesn't leave books lying around on your kitchen table," she commented.
"We don't live together, mom."
"Why not?" Anna asked as she dried her hands off. "Are you two waiting till marriage to be together?"
"Mom!" Jennifer said as she hid her face in her hands.