Brody's POV

Mom turned to look at me and my heart raced. "Huh, she's my girlfriend." I muttered.

She frowned at me and I walked to the dining table. "You can't possibly date a poor girl." She said and I looked at Karen, tears welled up in her eyes. I suddenly pitied her, I didn't prep her before she signed the contract that my mom would be coming to the house.

"She's the woman I love and that's what matters." I replied.

"I won't let you make her your girlfriend."

"That's not your decision to make."

"Your father won't let ....."

I interrupted, angrily. "He doesn't care about me and...