(Tilly)
I stepped towards the bedroom door and was about to walk through when Rylan gripped my hand tightly before pulling me back to his chest.
I was still all sticky and wet..but he didn't even seem to care.
"Tilly, you don't have to do this." He whispered, prompting me to glance over my shoulder as I eyed Rylan's mom staring at us from across the room.
Of course she just smiled warmly and turned away, acting like seeing us together didn't affect her in the slightest. I could tell it did though..
"It's okay..like you spoke with my papa..I want to speak with your mom too..I want her to see how much I love you Rylan..and if she still doesn't accept me, then that's fine. But then she can't say I didn't try, right mi amor?" I explained quietly, my words causing Rylan to close his eyes
