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She stared at Jett. What was she supposed to do? She didn’t want to face off the with she-devil alone, but introducing her boyfriend to her parents was a big step. Would Jett even want to do that? Could she subject him to her mother’s judgment?
“Can you hold on for a sec?” Abbie blurted, muting her phone before her mother could say anything.
“What’s going on?” Jett asked, eyeing her.
“I, um. My mom invited me to dinner tomorrow night,” she said, and his brows rose.
“Okay, that’s good, right?”
“You never really know until you’re there,” she laughed tightly. “But, um. Well…”
“What, baby?” he murmured, his expression softening.
“Would you like to go?” She winced. There was probably a better way to ask him that. “I mean, you don’t have to, of course. You know what? Forget I asked.”
She reached for her phone, but he grabbed her wrist. “Yes,” he breathed. “If you want me there, I’ll be there.”
“Really?” she whispered, and he nodded firmly.
“Of course, pretty girl,” he said softly. “Whatever you want.”
“It’s at Enchanted,” she said, wincing.
“Never heard of it.” Yeah, she figured he hadn’t. It wasn’t his style.
“It’s one of those stupid fancy restaurants with the tiny portions and million courses that’s way overpriced.” His throat bobbed as he swallowed.
“Right,” he said tightly before roughly clearing his throat. “That’s fine.” But he didn’t look fine. She knew it was probably out of his budget, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell him she could cover for him. Or likely, her father would pay for everyone.
“And both my parents will be there,” she added. “And my brother.”
“Christopher,” he said, and she nodded. “I’d like to meet him.”
“And my parents?”
“Can’t say I’m as excited to meet them, but if they’re in your life, they’re in mine.”
“You really want this?” He nodded firmly, then used his chin to point at her phone.
“Tell her I’ll be there.”
Abbie’s stomach twisted as she unmuted it and pressed the phone against her ear again. “Sorry, Mother,” she said.
“That was incredibly rude, Abigail.” There she was.
“I, um, I had to speak with Jett. He’ll be going tomorrow night, too.”
There was a long beat of silence.
“Jett?”
“My…my boyfriend.”
More silence.
There had to have been a better way to say that.
“Your boyfriend.” It wasn’t a question. She was just repeating what Abbie said.
