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“Chet,” she cut me off. “If they wanted to offer me a job, I’m sure they wouldn’t do it in the middle of the night.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” I parked the car and turned off the ignition. “Okay. Let’s go inside.”

I hurried over to her side, but she had already opened the door. “I was going to open that for you.” I frowned at her.

“It’s okay. I can open my own door.”

“Yeah, but—”

“It’s okay, Chet. You’re just trying to delay talking to your parents.”

“Am I that obvious?”

She nodded. “Yes, you are. Come on, let’s go up.”

“Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad. You’re up late,” I said cheerfully as Arya trailed behind me.

“We wanted to speak to you, Chet.” My dad’s voice sounded gruff, and I could feel my stomach turning. This wasn’t good. “Where have you been?”

“Um, out?”

“Out where?” Mom asked.

“Just driving around. Why?”

“Because didn’t we both speak to you about butting into Arya’s business?”

Arya cut in. “It’s okay, Mrs. Hamilton. I—”

My mom turned to Arya. “Arya, you are a dear woman and Eloise is amazing, but my son is being very inappropriate.”

“I know he’s been inappropriate, but I was very grateful to him for coming tonight. He kind of saved me,” Arya said.

“He did?” My mother sounded surprised.

“Yeah, my bartending job actually turned out to be a stripping gig.” Arya grimaced, and my dad’s eyes widened in shock.

“Stripper?” Mom said. “Oh, my.”

“I told you, Mom. I had a bad feeling and that’s why I went because I—”

“We both know why you went, Chet.” Mom pursed her lips disapprovingly. “And honestly, I think out of all my sons, you’re the most obstinate, obnoxious, and—”

“Mom, Arya and I are in a relationship now.”

“What?” A smile blossomed across her face. “Wait. When? I had no idea.”

My dad put his arm around Mom and smiled. “So what’s going on here, son?”

“It just happened tonight. I realized that I was doing all of these things because I had feelings for Arya and I didn’t want any harm to come to her. I didn’t want her to meet any other men. I guess I just realized that I’ve been falling in love with her the last couple of months and she has been falling in love with me, and so we’re going to try and make it work.”

“What does that mean exactly?” Mom asked.

“Mom, is that really any of your business?”

“Well, someone needs to make sure that you have good intentions.”

“Mom, I’m your son.”

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