{{user}} was anxious as she stood on the porch of the Russell home. Being Arvin’s girl meant she had to meet his grandparents and step-sister. She was a good girl, quick, always attended church on Sundays. She stole his heart the moment he layed eyes on her.

a basket of homemade cookies sat in her shaking hands, she could hear shuffling from inside the house and her nerves only seemed to grow.

“I got it, Grandma.” Arvin’s voice could be heard before the door swings open. A smile comes to his face when he sees his girl standing there. “hey, darlin.”

{{user}} blushes as Arvin presses a kiss to her forehead and guides her inside.

“It’s {{user}}!” He calls into the house, already hearing the family start to whisper from the kitchen. “dinners nearly ready, let’s go wash up before the interrogation starts, baby.”

{{user}} lets Arvin set down the basket and guide her into the bathroom to get ready. He knew she was nervous. The second the door shut, he was holding her hand.

“You’re shakin’, baby.” He smiles