You know what they say about flowers? The pretty ones die first.
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aster's pov
2 days later
"Oh my god. They should be here any minute now." I watched as my mom kept moving the couch pillow and rearranging the coffee table decor.
"Mom, i doubt he gives a fuck about the decor arrangement. Calm down." I dragged her into the kitchen.
"I'm just scared. This is going to be my first time meeting his son. What if he doesn't like me and then Kent will never want to see me again?"
"Then that's his fucking loss." i popped open a glass of wine and filled my cup. My mom freaking out, stressed me out.
"Is that for me?"
"Nope." i took a sip from the wine glass. That's when the doorbell went off.
"Shit!" she freaked out while looking at herself. She still had a cooking apron on. "Fuck." i watched as she struggled to untie it in the back. She was a mess.
"Oh my god. I'll get it." i shook my head at her and made my way to the front door. I dont know why she was stressing out so much, it was just a dinner. Shes had several of those with this guy.
This was my first time meeting this guy as well. Hopefully he's good looking because i refused to let my mom date an ugly guy, again. We even made it a rule: no ugly guys in this house.
"Hi. Nice to meet you." I forced a warm welcoming smile as i opened the front door.
"Hello Aster. It's nice to finally meet you." he put out his hand for me to shake.
"And this is my son, Connor." he moved his tall, strongly built body. I honestly forgot his son was coming because i couldn't see anyone behind him.
My heart dropped and fell out my ass. There right in front of me stood Connor. Yes. The same fucking Connor that's like obsessed with me. I know the world is small or whatever, but what the fuck.
I watched as his face turned into pale once he realized it was me. When i heard Connor i didn't think anything of it until i saw him. No offense but Connor isn't a rare name.
"Come in." i tried not to look like i was dying. I watched as Kent and his bitch ass son Connor walked inside. I watched as Connor's eyes roamed all around our house.
"Fuck." i muttered as i shut the front door.
Yeah i can't do this. Ain't no way i'm having dinner with the guy that is still trying to fuck me. I literally had to block his number when i got a new phone because he kept hitting me up.
