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“Do you guys have any plans tonight?”

“We actually have dinner plans with my parents tonight.”

“We do?” I asked, looking at him.

He nodded. “That is, if you want to go. You don’t have to if you’re busy.”

I swallowed, knowing I couldn’t say no in front of the girls. They would all ask why, and I didn’t want to explain.

So, I nodded. “Sure, what time?”

“Around seven. My mother is making stuffed chicken and salad.”

I suddenly wondered what I should wear. His parents looked like they were rich and had taste. I should probably wear something nice, something that won’t make them think I’m not worthy of their son. I already got that vibe from the wedding.

“Seven sounds fine.”

“Great.” He smiled and looked at Chelsey. “I’d love to stay, but I have some other errands and a meeting to get to. So, lovely to see you all.” He gave a wave to everyone, and Sophia hooked her arms around mine.

“Oh my god, he is just the sweetest! Seriously, you must just love him.”

I felt my stomach twist up, wishing I could say it was that easy.

Chapter 5 - Asher

I waited in the living room while Hazel ran upstairs to change. I put on a pair of jeans and a nice blue button-down. It wasn’t anything fancy, but classy enough that my father couldn’t say anything.

“I’m ready.”

I turned to take Hazel in. She had put on a long, tight black dress. She wore a sweetheart neckline with a dangling necklace. She had a pair of boots in her hand and a long cardigan to go with them. It was simple yet elegant.

She had her hair down with some makeup on. She looked stunning, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I soaked in the sight of her, taking in the way the dress hugged her curves, and how her breasts were concealed in the dress, yet giving you an idea of what was underneath.

“Is this too much? Too little?” She did a twirl, and my eyes snapped to her ass for a split second.

I quickly shook my head, trying to pull myself together. “No, you look good. It’s a nice dress.”

She blushed, looking embarrassed. She bent down, sliding her boots on.

I walked over toward her and opened the front door. “I want to give you a little warning before we go. My parents can be a bit much sometimes.”

She raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Doesn’t everyone say that about their parents?”

I nodded. “Yeah, but it’s true for me. Don’t take anything personally is all I’m saying.”

We headed to the car, falling into a silent again. It was hard to figure out what to say. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing and set her off. We were talking, but we still felt like strangers.

She cleared her throat, looking at me. “So, who is all going to be at this dinner? Is it us and your parents?”

“My parents and my younger brother, Kyle. He is living with them until he finds his own place.”

She nodded. “Do you get along with your brother?”

“We get along,” I said with a shrug. “But I’m not calling him up to have a beer. We’re very opposite, and it won’t take you long to figure that out.”

She nodded, her hands tugging at her dress. She looked nervous as I parked, her eyes looking at the building. Her jaw dropped. “You used to live here?”

I nodded. “It’s pretty spacious, which is why I liked it. And private.”