Amber hummed and leaned into him. “Seems as if we fared the same, then. Well, now we can go home and make up for it. And after we do that…” She sighed, burying her face in his shoulder for a moment. “After that, we can call my parents about a good time to visit…”
William hugged her as they walked out, throwing out the trash on their way.
“Do you think they would like me?” William quirked an eyebrow, rather worried. “I mean, it’s a miracle you do, but parents generally don’t. What if they don’t? What’re you going to do if they don’t?”
“Now? I think they would. Before… When you didn’t have as good of control over your anger, they would have been worried. They wouldn’t have tried to stop me, but they would have been worried,” Amber admitted softly, giving his arm a gentle squeeze. “But I do think that they will like you.”
William ran a hand through his hair, the arm around her tightening his hold on her. “Then it’s probably a good thing they didn’t know me then,” he muttered. “Don’t you think?”
Amber sighed and shook her head. “No. No, I don’t think so. I think I should have brought you to meet them a while ago because it doesn’t matter what they think. All that matters is that I love you, and I want to marry you.”
William kissed her on the side of her head again. “It’s okay. Now that it’s certain we’re getting married, it’ll be a good time for an introduction,” he murmured. “They won’t be upset. There isn’t anything to be upset about.”
“Yeah. Yeah, I hope so,” Amber sighed, her hold on William tightening. “I really hope so…”
“Definitely,” William hummed. “Now let’s get home.”
Amber nodded and followed him to the car. Once they reached it, she slid into her seat and glanced out the window, hoping her parents wouldn’t be upset that she had effectively hidden her boyfriend (now fiancé) from them…
“It’ll be fine,” William repeated, gently squeezing her thigh. “They won’t be upset. Okay?”
Amber sighed, nodding as she tore her gaze back over to him. “Yeah. Yeah, okay. Thanks…”