Our Girl

43

Alex

"We're going where?" She asked, following me into the kitchen.

"Italy"

"For Christmas?!"

"Yes. Turkey sandwich?"

"Yes please. When are we going?" She stood next to me.

"In three days" I walked to the fridge with her tailing behind me.

"THREE DAYS?" I turned around and accidentally bumped into her. I caught her before she tripped by wrapping my arm around her waist with my other hand holding the turkey slices and jalapeños. "sorry"

I put the stuff on the island before lifting her up, sitting her on the island so I could make them next to her.

"Yes. Three days. What's wrong?"

She shrugged "You told me so late. You should've told me weeks prior to it. I don't like mustard"

I put the mustard down "I'm sorry, mio caro"

She put a jalapeño slice in her mouth but stopped halfway through eating it. "Oh my God."

"What? What happened?"

"That means I'll have to meet your family"

"Well yes?"

"Alex?! I can't do that. Oh gosh. I haven't met any of your families before. What if they don't like me? What if I'm not good enough? What if-"

"Jasmine, babe, calm down. Calm down. They'll love you. I've told them all about you and they're so excited to meet you. Do you want it cut or not?"

"Cut diagonally please and you've told them about me?!" She asked, surprised.

Before I could answer, Mike walked in, all sweaty from his workout. "Habari mpenzi wangu" he greeted, walking towards us. (hello my sweetheart)

"Hello" she bit into her sandwich, making her hum in approval. "I like it" she smiled to me.

"What happened?"

"She's worried about meeting my family" I bit into my sandwich, also humming in approval.

Shit. Look at me.

"Why's that?" He leaned on the island, on his elbows, on the other side of Jas, opening his mouth for a bite of Jasmine's sandwich which she gladly gave, making him hum in approval. 

"What if they don't like me?"

"Jasmine, sweetheart, they'll love you. Alex's families are the most accepting people ever. They'll just be happy Alex has finally gotten a girlfriend"

She smiled a bit "Do they know about-" she pointed to herself and me and Michael and out the door, implying she's talking about Leo.

"Of course. They don't mind at all" I replied.

She let out a sigh of relief. "Okay. I guess that puts some weights off my shoulders. Now I-" she finished the last bite of her sandwich.

Fucking hell. How did she finish that so fast

"-need to go pack" she grabbed both of our forearms and jumped off the island, walking to the room.

Wow. Her ass looks great.

I looked at Michael who was also checking out her ass, making me chuckle.

. . .

"How long is the flight?" She asked as we walked up the stairs of the plane.