Dinner went well; my mom was impressed with Jake. Actually, I was impressed with Jake. He had impeccable manners and politely complimented my mom’s cooking. I was so relieved. No worries about Mom then.
Dad was slightly more difficult. He’s really possessive of his ‘little girl’ (thanks, Dad) but Jake quickly won him over when he began chatting about sports. I’m beginning to think Jake is perfect… but I’m trying not to, because then he’ll be too good to be true. Sigh…
When I dropped him off at his house, he kissed me lightly on the lips, making my heart pound in my chest. “See you tomorrow.”
“Yeah, see you then,” I breathed as he got out of the car. It took me a second to regain the conscious use of my mind and drive away, floating on a cloud of joy.