18. Making Things Official

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Christian arrived at my house, right on time I might add, looking handsome as ever as he and my parents spoke to one another

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Christian arrived at my house, right on time I might add, looking handsome as ever as he and my parents spoke to one another. They really did like him, more than they've liked any of my other guy friends, and that made me happy.

"We'll be leaving in the morning, but it was really nice meeting you Christian and please take care of my daughter." My mom said, making me roll my eyes. I was more than able to take care of myself, and she of all people knew that.

"She's in good hands, Mrs. Langston. I promise you that." He assured her.

"That's what I like to hear. Hopefully we'll work together in the future." My dad said.

"I'd like that, Mr. Langston. It was nice to meet you both." Finally making myself known, after eavsdropping on their entire conversation, all eyes were now on me as I approached them. "Wow. You look beautiful."

"Thank you." I smiled, placing a kiss on his cheek. Of course, we had to keep it PG-13 in front of my parents. "And you look as handsome as ever."

"You two are so cute." My mom beamed, making me laugh a little. "But have fun and we'll see you later on baby." I nodded as Christian grabbed my hand and we stepped onto the elevator, along with Taylor and Wes.

"How was your day today?" He asked me.

"It was good. Since it's my parents last day here, we ended up spending the day together. I'm gonna miss them, but how was your day?"

"It was good. Just did some work at the office, patiently waiting for the moment I'd see your beautiful face again." I blushed a little, biting down on my bottom lip, as he gently squeezed my hand in his. "Don't bite your lip." I was about to ask why, but the elevator came to a complete stop and we stepped out, heading over to the black SUV.

Taylor opened the door for us and Christian allowed me to get in first, before getting in behind me. He wrapped his arm around me, placing a soft kiss on my cheek, gently grabbing my chin and making me face him.

"I want you to meet my parents." He said. Well...I didn't see that coming.

"Really?"

"Yes really. I've met your parents, so it's only fair that you meet mine." He said.

"Well since you put it that way...I'd love to meet them." I smiled. We shared a kiss, getting too caught up in one another, to even realize that we had arrived at the restaurant.

Christian made reservations at this expensive restaurant, making sure that we had a private area, where it was just me and him. I didn't mind being around other people, but it was clear that he didn't want to be around anyone.

"Can I start you two off with something to drink?" The waiter asked.

"A bottle of your most expensive wine, please." He ordered, as the waiter nodded and scurried off. "Are you okay to drink wine? I know your mom had a problem with it when you asked for it at lunch the other day."

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