“Stop
fussing, Jenna,” Luke admonished her. She was standing in front of the full
length mirror in his bedroom, checking her appearance yet again.
“Are you
really sure this is an appropriate ‘meet-your-parents’ outfit?”
“Very
much so. You look amazing,” Luke said with a smile as he rolled over to her and
pulled her down to sit in his lap. She buried her head in the crook of his neck
and inhaled the scent of his aftershave and the scent of him. It instantly
calmed her down; being close to Luke had that effect on her.
“Thanks.
I’m just worried and nervous and I want to make a good first impression.”
“As I’ve
told you several times, you’ve got nothing to worry about. My parents already
adore you.”
“I hope
you’re right,” Jenna sighed as the doorbell rang and she scooted off Luke’s lap
after kissing him quickly on the lips.
