"My dad wants to meet te for Natale dinner." Remy detto as she handed James a mug of hot cocoa.
"He does? That is...understandable." He detto with a nervous twitch. Remy smiled and sank down successivo to him on the sofa.
"My dad is actually very laid back about my significant others. He'll adore you. I mean, who couldn't?" She declared before placing a chaste baciare on his cheek. He grinned and took a sip of his drink.
"I haven't met a girlfriend's father in a long time...What does your dad like?"
"He is in to Film and reality shows. He isn't in to sports. So, wooing him with pallacanestro, basket tickets will get te nowhere...He likes autobiographies."
"Hmmm. Well, I guess we can talk about the latest films we both have seen. I hate reality shows. Your dad would Amore House. They would both watch hours of VH-1 trash shows..."
"Probably. But then House would say an asshole remark and my dad would threaten to shove his cane up his ass." She detto with a evil laugh. James laughed too.
"Does he know about our age difference?" James asked.
"It's only twelve years, James. I once dated someone the same age as my dad so I'm sure he'll feel alright with this relationship."
"You dated a guy in his sixties?"
"He was handsome and humble. Don't judge." She detto as she tossled his hair. She ran a hand against his forehead.
"So, when do we leave?"
Remy smiled contentedly and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You'll do it?"
"Of course I will." He detto as he rubbed his nose against her own.
"He does? That is...understandable." He detto with a nervous twitch. Remy smiled and sank down successivo to him on the sofa.
"My dad is actually very laid back about my significant others. He'll adore you. I mean, who couldn't?" She declared before placing a chaste baciare on his cheek. He grinned and took a sip of his drink.
"I haven't met a girlfriend's father in a long time...What does your dad like?"
"He is in to Film and reality shows. He isn't in to sports. So, wooing him with pallacanestro, basket tickets will get te nowhere...He likes autobiographies."
"Hmmm. Well, I guess we can talk about the latest films we both have seen. I hate reality shows. Your dad would Amore House. They would both watch hours of VH-1 trash shows..."
"Probably. But then House would say an asshole remark and my dad would threaten to shove his cane up his ass." She detto with a evil laugh. James laughed too.
"Does he know about our age difference?" James asked.
"It's only twelve years, James. I once dated someone the same age as my dad so I'm sure he'll feel alright with this relationship."
"You dated a guy in his sixties?"
"He was handsome and humble. Don't judge." She detto as she tossled his hair. She ran a hand against his forehead.
"So, when do we leave?"
Remy smiled contentedly and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You'll do it?"
"Of course I will." He detto as he rubbed his nose against her own.