Meeting her Fam

"So, Carly, how we going to tell your family?"
"That's the easy part. We walk in and I say Mom this Brian, my fiance. Brian this Melinda, my mom."
"She doesn't have a clue that we've been dating or anything?"
"Not unless she has a crystal ball or something."
"Is your mom going to freak out or hit me or something like that?"
"Mom has been thinking that I need to get married. She got married at 19 and thinks that everyone should get married as young as she did. She'll love the moment she meets you. She'll probably kiss you on the cheek and give you a big hug and treat you like you've been friends for years."
"Is that what she did with all your other boyfriends you brought home?"
"Brian, are you sure you want to ask that question?"
"What's wrong with that question, Carly?"
"You see nothing wrong with that question? Really?"
"Look at me Brian." I turned and looked at her. She kept looking at me as much as she could while driving. "Brian, I never really had a boyfriend. Sure my circle of friends included boys, and yes they came over, but none were considered my 'boyfriend'."
"Oh sorry. If you think about it, I was never your boyfriend either. I went from a date to fiance in the matter of hours."
"Yes, you did, so my boyfriend records remains untarnished. However, Brian, I will not trade you for any number of boyfriends in the world."
"Thanks Carly. I love you"
"I love you." Carly replied.
The road signs told me that we were getting close to Smithfield's exit. After getting off the exit it was still another 20 minutes. I was trying to decide if I was getting nervous yet. The nervous butterflies tried to work their way into my stomach, but they could only get as far as the boundaries of consciousness. Meeting Carly's family just might turn out okay. But then again, nothing with her was what it might seem.
We've been engaged for about a month. No one knows it except Sully. Co-workers at the office know that we are dating, but they haven't been told that we're engaged.