Ch. 18

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"What are you going to wear?" Eli asks curiously as she shoves another chip into her mouth while we waited for dinner to be finished. The aromas of garlic bread hit my nose. It made me realize I didn't even get to finish my lunch because of Kennedy so I was starving.

"Probably some ripped skinny jeans and a cute top. I don't know." I shrugged grabbing a handful of her flaming hot ruffles. She gave me a questioning look like 'how dare you touch the deliciousness that is hot ruffles' but I just shrugged and kept eating them anyways. I've never been on a date before. I don't know what to wear or what to expect and that just adds to my uneasiness but I trust Will and that eases my mind more than I expected. 

"Where do you think he is going to take you?"

"I honestly have no idea. He knows I am not into fancy things but neither is he so hopefully something low key." I admit. The question of where he is going to take me has been surfing my mind and I always end up with nothing because Will is a mystery.

"I am just glad that you two are finally going on a date. I thought that poor boy was never going to ask you." My dad smirks like he knows something that I don't.

"Or that you would end up with Eli here." My dad adds with a teasing smile on his face. Elise starts choking on some of her chips before she took a sip of her water to wash them down.

"Hey I could do better than that!" Elise gasped in mock shock narrowing her dark brown eyes at my dad before flicking her eyes towards me as if she was offended that I would even say I could do better than her if I liked girls. Truth be told I couldn't because Eli is great. She's smart, funny, witty, and bubbly plus she is drop dead gorgeous.

"Maybe in your dreams Cam! I am a great catch." Elise pouted as if she took some offense to what my dad just said before she stuck her tongue out at him causing the rest of us to laugh. As soon as my mom sat the pot of spaghetti on the table we all crowded around it and made our plates like a bunch of homeless men who hadn't eaten anything in days. I swirled my fork around in circles on my plate until noodles covered the prongs and shoved it into my mouth steaming and all. The flavors and spices danced around my tongue.

"Oh my gosh Beth! You should open your own restaurant!"

"Oh Eli you are too sweet. I don't think that I would be very successful doing that." My mom waved her hand dismissively as she started to eat her own food.

"I am not even kidding! This spaghetti is seriously the best thing I have ever eaten!" Elise continues to gush shoveling bite after bite into her mouth as if she hadn't eaten in days.

"You know when I was little it was always a dream of mine to own my own business. Who knows maybe one day if I get good enough I just might think about it." My moms eyes clouded no doubt envisioning what her future would look like opening her own restaurant. 

"Honey you are good enough." My dad squeezed my moms hand shooting her an affectionate loving look. 

"You have to say that because you're my husband but I still love you nonetheless." My mom leaned sideways and their lips locked causing me to fake gag like all children who see their parents share any intimate moments. 

"As cute as you two are please save it for after dinner." I point my fork warningly at both of my parents who just went back to eating while giggling at me.

"Sweetheart one day when you and Will are older you'll be the same way." Do they seriously think that we will be together years from now? We literally just got together. Does the thought of being with Will for years sound insane? Especially since we just got together? Absolutely. But I can't ignore the feeling of butterflies swarming around in my stomach when I picture it.

"You do know we just got together right?" I ask arching a questioning eyebrow towards my mother who just shrugged as she took a bite of her bread stick.

"Of course we do, but I've also seen the way you two look at one another." My dad though he looked weak, his eyes were dancing with happiness as he talked about Will and I. 

"You guys are insane." I focus my attention on my plate, the words my dad just said spinning around my head like a merry go round. Does Will really look at me a certain way? Could he possibly look at me that same way that I look at him? I know I probably beam at him like he hung the moon because let's be honest he kind of did in my world but I couldn't admit that out loud, not yet.

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