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Right now, Jared was wearing a white button up, a blue suit jacket, khaki pants, and a pair of dress shoes. I completely approved of it all, but for some reason, he didn't.
"You think I should wear a tie?" Jared asked insecurely,
"Jare Bear," It was one of my more embarrassing nicknames for him," You look perfect, stop worrying. It's dinner with my parents, you aren't proposing yet."
"How do you know I'm going to propose?" Jared asked me,
"You're predictable, but it's kind of adorable. You'd propose when we're 22, because it's my favorite song and your baseball number. You'd do something adorable to get me to find you when you propose."
Jared blushed and pecked my lips," It's snowing." Jared said, looking out his window.
I laughed," Yeah, it is."
"I'm going to need to be cheesy later, and that's your warning." Jared joked, gently grabbing my hand and spinning me towards him.
I ended up with my hand on his chest, looking up at him.
Dad barged in and saw us in our awkward position," We're leaving in ten minutes."
"Okay Daddy," I said, putting on my most innocent face.
We ended going to some fancy Italian restaurant uptown.
When we were seated, my dad started asking Jared questions on rapid-fire. I'm just happy I know how to use rapid-fire properly.
Stupid boyfriend, brothers, and video games.
"Why should I let you date my daughter?" Dad asked Jared,
Jared's face contorted into one of confusion, "What do you mean?"
"You look like a heartbreaker, so why should I let you be with my daughter?" Dad said bluntly,
Mom smacked his arm," Morgan!"
"Because I love her," Jared muttered so only I could hear him,
We both blushed, and I hid my face into his chest. Jared wrapped his arms around me, and hid his face in my hair.
"I love you too," I whispered to him,
"Come again?" Dad asked, this time his voice more gentle.
"I love her," Jared said, a little louder this time.
"Aww, they're in love." Mom cooed, "Mr. Jared Prescott, you are the cutest."
Jared blushed even more," Thanks Mrs. Ross."
"No more of that formality junk." Dad said, "Call me Morgan."
After our dinner, we were walking aimlessly. Jared was clutching my hand, because he was freezing.
"Not used to the cold?" I asked sarcastically,
"Snow is pretty, but I think I hate it now." Jared said, his teeth chattering.
"Look, they're setting the tree up in Rockefeller Center." I said smiling widely,
"C'mon." Jared said,
He led me there and then more snowflakes fell onto us.
"This is what your warning was for." Jared said smirking,
I snuggled into Jared, as he pulled me even closer. There was hardly any space between us, so he leaned down and kissed me. He placed his hand onto my jaw, and deepened the super sweet kiss.
Jared came up for air," I love you."
"I love you more," I smirked,
"Impossible," Jared said, as we walked back to the penthouse.
"You wish," I smirked, as Jared took the suit jacket off.
He started the fire, and turned on Love, Actually.
"Ms. Ross, care to accompany me for a night cuddling on the couch?" Jared asked jokingly,
"Of course Mr. Prescott." I played along, kicking off my heels.
I got onto the couch, and curled up against Jared.
"Emma, we're going up to bed. I trust you, so don't get too dirty with Jared." Mom said,
"Yes ma'am." Jared said, a little bit of a Texan accent kicking in.
"Where did that little accent come from?" I asked Jared when my parents went upstairs.
Jared blushed," I have no idea."
After watching every Home Alone movie known to man, Jared and I passed out.
