Eve's POV:
"When?"
"Tonight."
"And they're both fine with it?"
"Well yea…" Me and Grace sit on the swing set at the playground by my house. Jane and I arranged a dinner tonight for us and Grace's family, I'm thankful that Luke agreed to join Grace because that means Ashton won't be the only "boyfriend" there.
"So who's all coming to this shindig?" Grace asks.
"Um me, Michelle, Britt, my dad and Jane will be there."
"Okay well my parents are coming and Jessica said she'll try and make it." Grace says referring to her 26 year old sister.
"And then Ashton and Luke, right?" I ask, Grace nods.
"Jesus" I pant. "Why do I think this is gonna go terribly wrong?"
***
My leg is shaking.
And it won't stop.
I sit at the long dinner table with the whole family as we wait for everyone's arrival.
My leg continues to shake.
*Ding dong*
"I'll get it."
I rush to the door not quick enough and swing it open. The kitchen table is far enough from the front door so the family can't hear me.
Ashton stands before me wearing a plain white t-shirt that adores his torso, blue jeans that hug his lower half and a small quiff to his hair that makes him look younger.
Cuter.
"Hi." I peep, Ashton's head lifts from the ground and his beautiful hazel eyes are glossed and polished.
"Hi." He says, he looks so beautiful, stunning, bewitching,
Perfect.
"I'm nervous." I admit.
"Yea, me to." Ashton walks in and I shut the door. We stand facing one another, too afraid to face the family.
Ashton's orbs scan me up and down, he smirks.
"What?"
"Nothing," He lies. "I just really wanna kiss you right now." He admits softly.
"You can kiss me."
He thinks about it, then, he takes a step closer and hovers his lips over mine. The heat and electricity between us is too hot, I know that if I kiss him I won't be able to stop. The kiss will just increase and that won't be good.
"Yea, no, I can't kiss you." Ashton says.
"Yea, bad idea."
Ashton backs away.
"Here," I say, walking up to him and climbing onto my tippy toes, kissing him softly upon his cheek. He flushes.
"Ready?" I ask.
"No."
"C'mon." I take his hand and walk into the kitchen where the family doesn't even glance up at us.
"Guys," I peep, every single head turns.
"Um… This is Ashton." I introduce my boyfriend, even though almost everyone has met him already.
Britt already knew him.
Michelle met him at the beach.
Dad saw him at the apartment.
