Chapter 20

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Max

"Mom, Dad, I want you to meet my friend Max" Jasmines says while she's dragging me by the arm to the kitchen

Her mother is opening the fridge grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her husband.

Jasmines mother is a beautiful older woman, she has short dark brown hair and captivating grey eyes.

She kind of reminds me of Officer Wess a bit. While her husband has blonde hair with blue eyes like Jasmine's.

The only thing that resembles officer Wess and his father are their height. They're extremely tall even their mother is. It makes me wonder how Jasmines so short compared to her parents and sibling.

"Oh darling, its so nice to meet you!"

I'm engulfed by her with an extremely tight hug. Now I see where Jasmine gets her personality from.

"Let the girl breath, woman" I hear her husband chuckle.

She lets me go with a big grin on her face, "oh it's so nice to meet you Max. Thank you so much for helping my Minnie with that son of a bitch kid" I raise my eyebrow at her and smile

"Mom!" Jasmine scolds

"Sorry dear, it just slipped out" she defends with a shrug

"So this is my husband, Jasmines father, Edmond" she says as she hooks her arm to his "and I'm Meredith" she smiles

"Nice to meet you both" I smile lighty

Edmond takes hold of both my hands "we really do appreciate what you did for our daughter Max. I can tell it was no bother for you to do what you did, but thank you anyways"

very observant, just like his son.

"Our home is always open for you" he finishes

"Oh, well thank you, that's very nice of you" I say smiling, feeling more comfortable around them than I thought.

"Well, we'll let you girls to your fun, if you need anything just let us know" Jasmines dad says as he holds his wife's hand, leaving the kitchen

"Thanks dad" Jasmine replies shuffling through the kitchen cabinets.

"So lets get to it Max. Come help me get as much snacks to take to my room."

"Oh now you're speaking my language... Minnie" i smirk as I tell her the nickname I've been hearing her family call her

She snaps her head towards me, and narrows her eyes "I should've told them to not call me that in front of people, not that they'll listen anyways" she mumbles the last part.

"Why? Its cute and it fits you" I tell her, grabbing some chips, chocolate syrup, and some pop tarts. Why would I need chocolate syrup though?

"Well yes it does fit me, especially having giants for a family. The only reason they started calling me that was because every time they would call me little or 'little Jasmine' I would go ballistic on them. I just hate being called little" she huffs.

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