I tensed.
“I... Uh...” I hesitated.
I’d been avoiding this conversation for a reason. First of all, I could already imagine the grilling Wes would get from Caleb. And not in the protective, big-brother type of way. No, Caleb didn’t give a s**t about my well-being. He just lived to make things difficult for me. He would know how awkward this was going to be for me and I had no doubt that he was going to exploit the s**t out of this situation.
But more than that... this was a thing.
Meeting each other’s families? That was a step. A milestone. It meant something. I didn’t not want things with Wes to be serious, but acknowledging that they might be was kind of terrifying.
Before I'd even had a chance to fully process my reluctance, Aunt Wendy jumped in with a marvelous suggestion. “Why do
