Eleven
Frances
Why was I feeling nervous when I knew this wasn’t a real meet-the-parents? What if this ruined our budding friendship? What if it completely f****d up our housemate arrangement? I’d only just moved in, I didn’t want to go through the trouble of finding a new place again. Damn it, why had I said yes again?
I parked the car in the neat driveway and turned to Ivy, not able to shake off my worries. “What if your parents don’t believe we’re a couple? What if they want us to kiss?”
Ivy chuckled. “They’re not the kiss-police. We don’t have to give them a relationship certificate, just you showing up here will be convincing enough. And you know, if they want to see a kiss, we’ll just give each other a little kiss, right?”
I wasn’t sure if I heard that right. I stared at the wom
