Chapter Twenty-Six

Stella

"Everyone's nice and easy to get along with so don't worry about anything"

I nodded at Francis before relaxing in the car seat. We were on our way to his house for a reunion his family was keeping.

I was dressed casually in a knee length skirt and a designer's blouse with some simple shoes. Francis on the other hand was dressed like he was going to a fashion show in Las Vegas. He was wearing a black jeans with a few zippers, a white button up shirt, a brown leather jacket and shoes that have the same color with aviator glasses that made him look hot but cool at the same time.

"Is your family really large?, I asked turning off the radio so I could hear his response properly.

" Well, I wouldn't say really large, about ten of us will be there, aside from the kids"

"Well, I can't wait to meet them, I say before turning up the volume of radio. One of those country songs were playing and I found myself clapping my fingers and moving along to the melody of it. Francis only chuckled a