You were sitting in the passenger seat of Chris’s brand new Audi Q6 E-Tron, staring mindlessly out the window as your mind ran rampant with thoughts, your body flooding with nerves.

You were snapped out of your nervous trance when you felt Chris’s huge hand lacing his fingers with yours.

“Hey,” Chris’s Boston accent was softer than usual. “My family are gonna love you.” He smiled before bringing your hand up to his lips and placing a kiss on your knuckle.