Country side

-28- 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙮

A/n: A dark box, never stays truly dark. A light will always find a way through a crack and highlight its secret. Let's ride in!

(Continuation of chapter 27, a long one. This chapter will also have a continuation in Chapter 29, with a bit of... juicy, contexts)

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Arriving back to the resort was hectic, having a quick shower. Since you basically been out in the sun, assure for sweat to seep from your pores. Than getting dressed, all in time to beat the time crunch, as before. Charlize decided to break the news today, so your nerves were through the roof, however, the girls were such angels. And such behaved children and spoke with grace and manners, not to mention absolutely, hilarious.
Even for being twenty-three, which is young. You're life is basically just getting started, well the adult stage, but. You were already starting to accept these two jewels as your own... hopefully and maybe, just maybe. Everything goes smoothly.

Just finishing with your mascara, a knock to the on-suite sounded... "Come in!" You shouted, doing some touch ups with powder, wanting to look put together. Though you didn't have too, you were going to be around people you're normally around twenty-four seven. Likely, you wanted to look presentable for the big news.
Looking up in the mirror, you held Charlize's eye contact through the glass, who was leaning against the doorway. After fifteen seconds of just the silence. Your cheeks finally warmed up and you looked away, how this women still made you feel nervous. The same way you felt- when she entered that diner.
Smelling the familiar fragrance and pressure on your shoulder. You returned your gaze back to the mirror, Charlize chin was flushed against your right shoulder. Both arms on either side of you, her hands connecting to the counter.
Letting a nervous chuckle out... "I know that face, what's up?" Perking a brow up.- "You look absolutely breathtaking" Charlize mumbled, feeling her breath brush your neck in the slightest.
Turning your head slightly, taking note. She leaned up and relocated her hands to your waist. You getting the perfect view of her extraordinary, structured face.
"You look way better baby, but thank you. I love you"

"Nonsense" The woman scoffed.- "Yet, thank you and I love you more" A smile trapping Charlize's lips. Hearing the small shouts in the distance; a giggle seeping through. "There goes the natural alarm" You joked... "God, you're hilarious" The blonde snickered...

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Just now pulling in the lot of the restaurant, you all got out one by one. August was quick to grab ahold of your hand, making your heart flutter. Eyeballing Charlize in the small slot of time given. Receiving the most heartfelt ear to ear. Upon entering the building, an older woman greeted you. Having a small conversation, she equipped four menus and began leading you all to a place to sit. Stopping at the table, you and Charlize decided to sit together. So the news would be easier to let out and also to keep either nerves- to not sky rocket through the roof. Opposing to Jackson and August sitting across, the older woman slid the menus over the table.

Next, taking down drink orders, before leaving you all unattended. Lords knows, how long.
Scanning the menu, letting your brain decide or rather your stomach confirm on what you had an appetite for. For now your mind, well, stomach. Was settling on pasta dishes.
Through the background. The distinct chatter around became the only sound to your ears. Dishes clanking, plates being scraped, cups being placed down or the opposite, steps of people getting up, to use the bathroom or waiters walking up to tables to give ordered food.

It was all coming a little overwhelming in a way. What was becoming overwhelming? The news of course.

The news of when yourself and Charlize... would tell the little ones across from you about the ongoing relationship. Most would say, nerves would be bad introducing a love interest to parents. Yet, it was slowly turning away from that factor.
Any significant other would be shaking in their boots meeting, the significant's children.