Evan
Brooke and I had dinner with our parents tonight. We have decided not to tell them about our being together. Not just yet, anyway. We were enjoying it being our little secret too much. The second our families find out, things will change. They will expect certain things from us and ask about our future, and we don’t want any of that. We want to enjoy the start of our new relationship without any pressure from anyone else. Yes, it will be hard keeping my hands off and treating her like she is only my best friend, but it is something we agreed on.
We were going to my parents tonight for it.
“I don’t know what to wear,” Brooke complains.
“Anything you want, angel. Just like you always do. It is only dinner at my parents’ place. We aren’t going out.” I laugh.
“Sorry, I can’t help
