Dana POV
"I'm so happy to meet you dear" Mason's mother clutches my hand in hers, her eyes sparkling with excitement, her mouth curved into a smile as she regards me.
Mason's father looks like an identical copy of him, only older and more mature, his hair speckled with random bits of silver hair. He smiled and shook my hand, the four of us seated at a table in the restaurant. "It's a pleasure to finally meet the woman that my son has been dating and keeping hidden to himself" he commented.
I flushed while Mason shook his head at his parents. "Mother, Father, Dana, and I have only been on a few dates. That does not constitute a relationship" he groaned "certainly not one that involves meeting the parents so soon. If you hadn't been so insistent..." he trailed off, a look of frustration
