Her gaze locked onto mine, and I swear she could see right through me because suddenly her face lit up with a huge smile.
“Mark, Noah has a date!”
She squealed, and Dad looked up, stunned.
“Really, son? Is that true?”
He rose from his chair, striding over, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“Okay, fine, yes, I do, and I have to meet her soon, so can I please—”
“No freaking way. Noey has a date?”
Jackson chimed in from the other room.
“Is it that girl in the photo you keep staring at?”
A wave of embarrassment washed over me as I rubbed my neck.
“Oh, she’s really pretty, isn’t she, Mark?”
Mom turned to Dad; her eyes sparkling.
“Oh yeah, Sherry, I haven’t seen Noah this excited since we bought him his first motorcycle.”
Dad chuckled, and I couldn’t help but smirk.
“All right, let’s get you ready, then, son.”
Panic surged through me.
“No, no, you really don’t have to—”
He cut me off.
“Nonsense. She could very well be my future daughter-in-law. I can’t have you showing up in just a black shirt and some decent jeans.”
I recoiled at his words.
“No, I wasn’t going to wear that.”
He adjusted his glasses, smirking.
“Oh, is that the truth?”
He raised an eyebrow, and I sighed in defeat.
“I wasn’t going to wear jeans.”
He laughed and gave me a gentle shove toward my room.
“Come on, let’s get you dressed, then.”
“For God’s sake, Mark, fix his hair too, please!”
Mom shouted from the other room. I just hoped this didn’t backfire on me.
Elizabeth
