“Y-your m-mother?” Nikita asked, looking Kyle perplexed, embarrassment coloring her cheeks.
"In the flesh," Josie said with a laugh. "It is a pleasure to meet you dear. I had no idea my son had such capable people working for him," Josie said appreciatively.
Nikita felt the color draining from her face as she frantically looked around her house, trying to identify anything that might set off alarm bells in Mrs. Sinclair’s mind. She did not want to give off a bad impression about herself but it was undeniable that the house was solely in need of repair. But, Nikita reprimenaded herself, why did she care? It’s not like the lady would ever see her again. Nikita had thought she might be related to Kyle because of the simaliarity in looks but she’d never dreamed the lady was his mother. She
