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Just like, apparently, his mother supported his decision to be with Taylor.

“So you’re really okay with it?” he asked.

“Would it change anything if I wasn’t? I’ve given you my blessing.”

Twig grimaced. “Well, I’d still want to be with him. I love you, but I think I need to make my own decisions when it comes to this.”

“You’re right. You need to follow your heart. It’s the only way you’ll ever be happy, and that’s what I want for you. I think it would be easier if you’d chosen a dragon, but I’m not going to try to stop you. I’m not going to make life difficult for you and Taylor. It’s your choice, and I’ll welcome him, and I’m sure that in time, I’ll learn to love him too.” Her eyes twinkled. “I do like him, you know. We’ve talked a few times.”

That was news to Twig. “What do you mean, you’ve talked a few times?”

“Exactly what I said. We’re not best friends, and we might never be, but you could have done much worse.”

Twig laughed. “Oh, well, I guess I understand why you’re fine with us being together, then. I could have done much worse.”

“You could have. You found a human, but at least you found one who cares about you.”

Twig knew that Taylor did. Just like his mother had said, he’d follow his heart.

And he was pretty sure Taylor would protect it with all his might.

Chapter Twelve

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TWIG WAS MORE THAN ready to follow his heart, and now that he’d made his decision and talked to his mother, his heart could hardly wait. He wanted to talk to Taylor right away, but after the conversation with his mother, they’d had dinner, then watched a movie.

Well, they’d tried. Twig was getting antsy sitting there watching the screen, and from the way his mother kept glancing sideways at him, he knew she could tell. He was surprised she hadn’t kicked him out yet. He was pretty sure she was so focused on him that she wouldn’t be able to tell him what the movie had even been about.

“Have you talked to Taylor yet?” she asked, reaching for the remote.

“You don’t have to worry about it,” he said quickly.

“You look like you’re about to vibrate out of your skin, Twig. It’s clear you need to do something, and that something isn’t sitting here with your mother. Have you talked to Taylor yet?”

“When would I have done that? I’ve been here with you.”

“So no. You’ve decided you want to be with him, but you haven’t told him yet.”

“I haven’t.”

“What are you waiting for?”

Twig blinked. His mother had told him to follow his heart, but he hadn’t expected her to sound quite this eager to get rid of him. Maybe he really was bothering her. “You want me to go talk to him?”

“I don’t see why you shouldn’t. At least then I’ll be able to watch my movie in peace.”

“Oh, so it’s only because I’m bothering you.” He nudged her shoulder.

“Yes, you’re bothering me.”

Twig couldn’t stop smiling. He might not have talked to Taylor yet, but he already knew how things would go when he did. There was a sense of anticipation building inside him, and it was a nice feeling. Yes, he wanted to talk to Taylor and finally get what he wanted, but at the same time, this—right here—was nice too.

Well, except for his mother, apparently.

“Go,” she said. “I’m sure he’s waiting for you.”

“I don’t think he is.”