35: Dinner with moms

*Meri*

"It smells delicious Tom, it really does". I walk into his kitchen, sniffing in the air. My mother is coming over for dinner in half an hour to meet Tom.

He turns to look at me, brushing a stray curl of his forehead. "Come taste darling, tell me if there is anything missing".

I walk over to him and he holds up a spoon, blowing on it softly, before holding it out to me, I close my mouth around the spoon, tasting the sauce. "It's delicious Tom, even better than usual, what did you add ?"

"Nothing really, I just bought the very best quality of everything". He says with a small smile."Are you sure bolognaise is good enough ? I can order something from a fancy restaurant if it's more her".

"It's more than fine Tom, my mom loves Italian food and has travelled all over the country". I raise my hand to brush a bit of flour off his cheek.

He suddenly looks even more nervous. "Ohh, then she has probably had the real thing ... Maybe I should order something ... preferably something