Every Night Is Another Story

Chapter 11

“You were kidding about the wrestling part right?” Asked Becky nervously as they were led toward the table where Charlotte’s parents were.

The blonde haired girl nodded while covering her mouth as her shoulders shook with laughter.

“Oh I see how it is. . .” Becky stopped placing her arms around Charlotte’s waist tickling her.

. “St...stop, Becky!” She said with tears of laughter in her eyes.

“Not until you say sorry!” The redhead shot back

“No!”

“Yes!” Becky said continuing her attack, Charlotte trying to push Becky’s hand away from her still laughing.

“Fine! Im sorry!” She said, and Becky pulled away briefly from her girlfriend, giving her a small kiss.

“You better be.” They stared at each other for a couple of second before being interrupted, by someone clearing their throat.

“Charlotte!” a tall blonde woman exclaimed she stood up with her arms wide she reached out to embrace her daughter. The redhead stepped back as the two family members hugged, silently standing still.

Charlotte’s mom was gorgeous, she could see where her girlfriend got it from. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, tall AF. Yep Charlotte definitely got good genes.

“Mom!”

“I’m so glad you could make it,” she said. “Your father was doubting you’d ever come.”

Charlotte rolled her eyes. “Yeah, sorry we were a bit late. We lost track of time.”

“Oh I believe we haven’t been properly introduced. Elizabeth Flair” she said as she held her hand out to the redhead, who shook it.

“It’s lovely to meet you, Mrs. Flair”

“You can call me Liz!, So you must be the infamous Rebecca Lynch I’ve heard so much about.”

Charlotte blushed and cleared her throat when her girlfriend glanced at her with an amused look in her eyes. “Oh? What exactly has she told you? All good things I hope” She said with a relaxed smile.

“Ah, quite a bit. She seems to absolutely adore you,”  Liz drawled out, staring at her embarrassed daughter. Becky smirked at her. “And from what I’ve heard, there are reasons to. You seem like quite the fine lady, Becky.”

This time it was the redhead’s turn to blush, never one to take a compliment.

“Um...thank you, Mrs. Flair...Liz. I mean...Liz.” Becky said awkwardly.

Turning her right she saw a less friendly face looking at her, judging by the blue eyes that resembled her girlfriends she assumed that was her father.

She tentatively approached him with an outstretched arm. “Hello Mr. Flair . I’m Rebecca Lynch. I’m… uh… dating your daughter.”

Ric glanced at her hand before saying, “You were late, let’s take a seat.” He said as he unbuttoned his blazer and sat down

Becky looked at Charlotte with an unsure expression, receiving an apologetic look from her girlfriend. Becky pulled Charlotte’s chair for her before sitting down on her own, the blonde reaching for the redhead’s hand intertwining their fingers once they were both sitting down.

“Oh Mr. and Mrs. Flair, this place it’s amazing, I’ve only been here a couple of times, but I can guarantee the food here is great.” Becky said.

Liz smiled. “Let’s hope you are right, so far the place looks beautiful.”

Ric on the other hand kept his blank face looking at the menu unamused.