Skylar's pov:
Well won't you just fuck me hard and over a table? Today's the day that Jasmine is meeting my mom and dad. Fuck I'm terrified.
1. They're embarrassing as hell.
2. What the hell might they say to her?
3. Hope they don't threaten her
4. HOPE TO GOD THAT THEY DON'T ACCUSE HER OF BEING A GOLD DIGGER!!
As you can see, I'm freaking the fuck out!
"Sky, it's okay. We just want to meet her." My mom smiled. Her hazel eyes showed honesty and care. "Yeah...but you know dad.." I rolled my eyes. "I can't speak for your dad, you know how he is." She shrugged.
Yeah, he's embarrassing and so fucking transparent. The man doesn't hide shit. Kinda weird for a CEO.
"When does she arrive?" My mom asked anxiously. "I told her to be here at 6:30 PM..." I said looking at my phone for the time. 6:27 PM.
The doorbell rang and I rushed to open it. There I saw the most beautiful girl ever. Jasmine stood there biting her lip, probably nervous. She had flowers in her hands — Violets and yellow roses. They both represent trust and loyalty.
Something she says I remind her of. She extended her hands and handed me the roses. "For you.." She smiled. "Thank you babe.." I smiled.
She always had these random moments where she would treat me like a princess. She would sometimes plan random dinner dates, or random movie nights, she would be super romantic and treat me like I deserve to be in a castle and in a princess bed.
She always handed me different combinations of flowers. One of my favorites — Carnations and Heathers combined meaning Pride, Beauty and Admiration. She's big on flowers. That's something I learned about her pretty quickly. Nature is important to her.
"No problem." She winked. I stepped aside to let her walk through. "Where are your pa-"
My lips smashed onto hers and I cut her off without a second though. I pulled away and smiled. "What was that for?" She asked looking up at me. "Just enjoying how you randomly treat me like a princess.." I smiled. "You're my princess.." She whispered back.
"And you're mine.." I whispered before kissing her soft glossy lips again. She pulled me off before I lost control and arched a brow at me. "My moms this way.." I said leading her to where I had previously came from. I saw my mom standing there anxiously playing with her long dirty blonde dyed hair. "Oh dear! She's here! MICHAEL!" She called out as she rushed to her.
"Oh my, hi sweetheart! I'm Penelope! I'm Skylar's mom. And that's my husband Micheal, Skylar's dad." She said pointing at my dad. She gave her a huge hug and I found a vase for the flowers. "Oh baby, she brought you flowers?" My mom squealed. "Yes mom." I laughed. I walked back to them once the flowers were in a vase with water and replacing the old flowers. "So cute.." She squealed.
"Jasmine. I'm Michael. Skylar's father, boss, and biggest embarrassment." My dad said extending his hand. God-
"Hi Mr. Hart." She said taking his hand into a handshake. "Firm. She's a keeper." My dad winked at me. "Dad-"
"I've been taught a little about business." Jasmine smiled. "Amazing. Now. Serious question. You're not treating my daughter like she's a man, right? Because I know all those little girls sometimes treat my daughter like she's a man." My dad said glaring at her. "No sir. She's nothing short of a queen." Jasmine smiled. Our fingers intertwined and I smiled at her.
"Aww! So when are you getting married?" My mom chimed in. "Mom- we're in high school." I stated the obvious. "No, you graduate this Friday! Jasmine, I want grandkids." My mom winked. They're both my greatest embarrassment.
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Подростковая литература"Skylar...what about my brother?" The young brunette asked. "I don't give a fuck. I was taught to go after what I want. I want you." Skylar stated leaning in. They didn't pay attention to the eager eyes around them. They only cared for each other. ...
