Dinner of one

CHAPTER SEVEN

Dinner of one

“Come on, Kenzy, we're going to be late!”

“I will be out in a moment.”

I give up on choosing between dresses, grabbing the nearest one, and pulling it on. I was going to do something with my hair, but I procrastinated too long and it's too late.

Hannah is waiting impatiently.

"I don't want to be late, we'll make a bad impression.”

“You do realize that we're not engaged, right? You are just filling in for Raymond because I can't have them alone. A good impression isn't necessarily. Besides, my family knows you.” I explained over the room.

“I know, but I still don't want to give them any more reason to berate you than they have already.”

That's true enough. My family is going to be a nightmare.

Hannah drives, and all too soon, we're pulling at my mom's driveway. Marcus's car is already here. There are cars parked all along the sides of the streets. My mom always favored big gatherings.

She opened the door, her eyes going from me to Hannah. Her mouth pop open