Steven

Grayson was a nervous wreck!

A few days after we got back home, he was pacing around the living room and muttering to himself as we waited for Faye and Steven to show up for dinner.

“You’re making me nervous and this has nothing to do with me!” Lee snapped. “Calm down man, Faye already loves you.”

“Yeah, but what if Steven doesn’t? There’s only so much rejection I can take, you know?” Grayson wrung his hands anxiously.

“He won’t reject you babe, I promise.” I assured him.

“Should we have cooked?” He asked. “Having caterers feels gauche!”

“It’s not! We can basically only make pizza and we only did that once. Just calm down.”

The doorbell rang, causing Grayson to jump. He hurried to the front door as Lee helped me up from the couch.

I could hear talking and laughter. It must have been going well so far. Grayson, Faye and Steven entered the living room.

Steven was so handsome! He had dark red hair and kind amber eyes. His smile was insane and there were freckles littered all over his