Chapter 77: A man’s apology
Kim’s phone vibrated before Andrew could respond and she had to get up to answer the phone. Mrs. Proctor chuckled, smiling at the two men.
"Maxwell, please be careful teasing Andy. I know you mean it from a warm place, but with Andrew’s current condition, we need to be careful about his heart." She teased, and Andrew sighed. He had a feeling that he had inherited more than just some shares in a company when he had agreed to come in to speak with Kim, and he didn’t regret it.
It was nice to know that other people hadn’t forgotten his Mom.
"Ah. I of course would never want anything to happen to Andrew, so I will reduce the times I tease him." Maxwell agreed readily, and Mrs. Proctor laughed.
"I love how Andrew has such a supportive partner. Have you met your parents yet?" Mrs. Proctor asked, and Maxwell smiled.
"We have. I was concerned at first, but Andrew handled himself well. I’m sure they were surprised at first, but my Mother pulled me aside while Andrew was having a chat with my eldest brother and told me she quite liked him." Andrew, who had never heard this, felt his cheeks flush.
"She liked me?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell rolled his eyes.
"Andrew, who wouldn’t like you? You’re a sweetheart, and Mother said she would come over and bother us. My Mother doesn’t like to leave her house. That is a huge sign that she likes you." Andrew gulped at Maxwell’s words, his emotions overwhelming him. He had known that he had passed the safe point, but he didn’t realise by how much. "And my Father is all for anything we do. I don’t know how you won him over so quickly since he was awful to you when you two first met, but I know that Dr. Smith has his hands full from my Father asking about your health. He’s almost more worried than I am." Maxwell said with a sniff. Andrew’s heart warmed, his chest squeezing at the reminder that Maxwell was worried about him, always.
"I don’t know how that would be possible. I didn’t know you could nag, Maxwell, but you are impeccable at it." Andrew murmured, and watched as Maxwell’s ears turned pink and his expression hardened. He was clearly flustered.
"I do not nag you. Worrying about your health is not nagging. Your body-" Andrew chuckled, and Maxwell stopped in his rant.
"I’m not criticizing you. I like when you nag me. You can do it for as long as you like." Andrew smiled, raising their joined hands to his lips and pressing a kiss there. "In fact, I hope you do it for the rest of time. I’ll worry if you stop doing it. I’ll think I’ve done something wrong, or I’ve lost your affection." Maxwell’s expression didn’t get any better, and Andrew smiled. He was happy when the script switched and he was able to tease Maxwell.