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There was a knock at the door when Grace came back out from taking a shower and getting dressed. She was dressed in a soft material of lace for her white and yellow top, with a pair black jeans that was ripped at the knees.

She glanced at the kitchen table to see that Charlotte and Noah had set out the table, and it was just Charlotte in there. She realized Noah must have gone to take a shower, so she walked to the door.

"That should be Noah’s parents!” She said as she rubbing her hands together. “I'll go get the door. Help me get the cups out of the top cabinet." She said.

Charlotte smiled with a shake of her head as she watched Grace stopped at the door and looked at herself in the small mirror near the door to make sure she was fine. There was nothing she could say, she sure knew that she like Noah, enough that she wanted to appear good in front of his parents.

Why else was she checking if she was okay and everything was in place before she could open the door. Charlotte turned bac
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