“Do you want me to meet your family?” His question sent me spinning, did I? I couldn’t Introduce him as my mate… could I? I played with the cuffs on the sleeves of the sweatshirt-debating. I started when the car stopped at the base of a drive, and I saw my house just up the rise.
“I get you knowing where I live, but it’s a little weird you know the exact house,” I teased.
He looked down and peaked shyly through the curtain of his lashes, “I did my homework after we met. I am nothing if not thorough.”
I bit my lip fighting a smile as a hot wave of delight washed through me trembling deep in my stomach at the thought of him being so intrigued by me. Despite all the admissions he had made on this endless day, the idea was thrilling. I realized he had stopped here because he didn’t know if
