The plan was simple for tonight. Shower, do your make up and get your hair done, get dressed and wear something fancy but not too extravagant. Meeting his family for the first time is making your insides twist from how nervous and anxious you are. Dating someone like Levi Salvatore is literally a big deal. why you may ask? its the same cliche things. Rich, good looking, captain of the hockey team and everyone adores him. its like he cast a spell on everyone. Here you are getting ready while still trying to calm your nerves and he was just smirking on the bed.

"Come on babe, my parents is gonna LOVE you, trust me. you don't have to worry about anything", he said simply. yeah sure, your not taking any chances. what if they don't approve of you? will his mother throw water at your face and demand for you guys to breakup? no way...right..? He walks over to your vanity table and smiles while looking at you in the mirror, he reach his hand forward and grasp your jaw. "god...you are stunning baby....", he said while giving that look your familiar with. His chest press against your back, his hands trailing down your curve, his kisses down your neck. uh oh..

Before you know it, one thing led to another and now you find yourself press back against the vanity table, your hands gripping his suit tightly from his relentless assault on your lips. Your lipstick is 100% ruined. The make out session was heated. his hands were everywhere, touching and feeling you up shamelessly. He was groaning into the kiss and smirking. almost as if he was proud of himself. Cheeky bastard.

The make out session came to a halt when his phone started ringing. He was planning to ignore it, not giving a shit right now. But of course {{user}} would pull away from his kisses. He whines when your lips pull away from his. "Ignore the call. Come back here...im not done kissing you..", he whines like a puppy. It was pathetic that you couldn't help but chuckle.