Just as these thoughts were going through her head Jeremy walked in the door.
“Hey babe, are you almost ready? We have dinner reservations at 7:30. We can’t be late or they’ll give them away.”
“I’m ready, just waiting for you. How about a kiss?”
His passion was consuming – she felt like she was drowning, just from a kiss. He gave it his all, just like everything else he did.
“Ok, I’ll meet you downstairs. My parents will already be there, waiting.”
“Don’t you want to freshen up, unpack? You did just literally walk in the door.”
“No, I’m good, I washed up at the airport, I’m fine.”
“Ok, I’m right behind you.”
And he was gone. She finished putting on her lipstick, Pink Paradise, not her usual Ruby Flaming Red. She didn’t know what to expect from his parents so she thought going with the pastel virgin look was best.
He was waiting in his Mercedes 450SL at the curb. She loved getting into his car, she always felt like a celebrity with cameras flashing as she slipped in, escaping the paparazzi.
“Hey beautiful, you look stunning, as usual.”
“Why thank you. You aren’t so bad yourself.” She flashed her most seductive smile at Jeremy, just to let him know what she was thinking for dessert. He flashed a smile back that she took to say, sounds good to me. It was amazing to her that they already had an unspoken language between them. Dare she say it, soulmates.
They got to the restaurant at 7:20. Jeremy’s parents were waiting out front. The valet took Jeremy’s keys and drove off in his car. Jeremy grabbed her hand as he walked up to his parents.
“Mom, dad, this is Stacy, the love of my life.”
Stacy blushed but smiled brightly for his parents.
“So nice to meet you, finally.” She took each of their hands in hers. His father was warm and friendly – Stacy could see who Jeremy took after. His mother seemed almost distracted, like she was afraid to look at Stacy, afraid to take her hand. She coughed and pulled her hand away almost as soon as she took it, as if needing an excuse not to shake hands, not to get too close. And she looked away, looked at her son, then glanced quickly at Stacy. She seemed worried, fearful. Strange, very strange, Stacy thought.
To be continued...