Chris got the phone call late in the afternoon telling him he got the job and to show up the next day at nine a.m. Letting out a whoop of victory, Chris grabbed his mother and swung her around.
Sighing, she tsked him when he set her on her feet. "Calm down. What did I tell you about taking it easy? And what happened to showing a girl a good time first before chasing after the married one?"
"You want me to cheat on my mate?" He drew himself up with an indignant huff.
"You're sure she's your mate?"
"Absolutely. I can't stop thinking about her, ma. It's all I can do to stop myself from marching over there and claiming her."
"My baby boy is in lust."
"Love."
"It's too soon to call it that," his mother admonished. "You don't even know this girl. She could be a right bitch for all you know. Just because fate wants to tie you together doesn't mean it's a match made in heaven."