Chapter 24

Rory POV

When I had finished working that day, I headed home to change for dinner with Dad and Grandma Francine. I decided to my silver strapless dress with my silver heels. Grandma had this thing about me being dressed up for dinner. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when Tris walked in. "Hey babe." He said, causing me to look up.

"Hey, how was your day?" I asked.

"Alright. My father stopped by."

I finished putting my heels on and walked over to my jewelry box. "How'd that go?" I asked as I pulled a necklace out and put it on.

"He and my mother want to have dinner with us." He said, leaning against the door frame.

I turned around and looked at him. "Okay. When? Cause I am not making any plans for the weekend of our anniversary. We haven't done anything for our anniversary in 2 years." I said.

"Ror, don't do that."

"Do what? I can't help that I want to spend some alone time with my husband, okay? Come on, tell me."

He walked closer to me, putting his arms around my waist and pulling me to him. "Do you know how much I love you." Tristin said. He always knew what to say to me to calm me down when I was upset. "Now, are you ready? We don't want to be late for dinner with your Dad."

"Yeah, let's go. Van, let's go!" I said.

When we got to the restaurant, Dad and Grandma were already waiting. When I saw them, Tris and I made our way to the table. "Dad, Grandma." I said, hugging my Dad.

"Hey kiddo. Tristan." My Dad said. He turned to Savannah. "There's my princess."

Tris shakes my Dad's hand. "Hey Grandpa." Savannah said.

"I've missed you Princess. How's school?" Dad asked her.

I looked at him surprised. "You wanna talk to her about school?" I asked him.

"Briefly. You know me."

"Yeah I do." I said, as we all sat down. Tris ordered our drinks, while I noticed that Savannah had a sad look on her face. I knew that look. It was the same look that I had many times when Dad had broken promises to me. She hated that she didn't get to spend more time with him.

"How are your parents Tristan?" Grandma said, changing the subject.

"Very well. Thank you." Tris said.

Dinner seemed to be going well, or at least it was until coffee and dessert. "Rory, I hear that your joining Mitchum over at HPG." Grandma said. Thanks Grandma.

Dad looked up at me. "Have you lost your mind?" Dad asked me.

"Dad, calm down. Mitchum is asking me to temporarily run HPG because Logan has some health problems that he has to deal with. It's not permanent." I told Dad and Grandma.

"How do you know that this isn't some scheme from Logan like back when you were in college?" Dad asked.

I hadn't thought about that. I looked at Tris. He nodded agreeing with Dad. "Maybe your right." I said. I needed to call Mitchum and tell him that I was changing my mind, that I couldn't do it.

After dinner, we said our goodbyes to Dad and Grandma and started to make our way back to the apartment. Things were changing everywhere. It was getting colder…. Winter was coming and that meant one thing….SNOW.