All Chapters of Jenny & Jay - Volume 1: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

I followed Mom as she greeted familiar parents and set our things down at the bench reserved for us.I waved to all my teammates, but I still didn’t see Jenny.My chest tightened—something still felt off.“The parents surprised the kids,” Amber laughed. “It’s a big, global end-of-year picnic.”“Not everyone’s here,” I said flatly.“Trust me, the ones who matter are,” she grinned, Brad by her side.I had barely sat down and poured myself a drink when Jenny and her mom rolled in a massive cake.My girlfriend looked stunning, as always—even though Amber had dressed her in a simple, thin-strapped burgundy dress that didn’t hug her figure below the hips.The skirt was short in the front and flowed to the ground in the back, showing off her beautiful legs.She smiled at me and touched her nose.The crowd gathered, and Jenny began to speak.She was prepared, confident, radiant—perfect.I smiled, like always.“With this cake, we’d like to thank the parents for organizing this family picnic, h

We greeted Paul’s family too, but both Jenny and Paul made sure no one switched languages.Paul’s mom was a petite, youthful woman with long black hair and striking blue eyes, dressed in an elegant dark suit.Mr. Tashiro was a relatively tall Japanese man with short hair, wearing a dark suit.Their extended family was clearly large—both the Japanese grandparents and Mrs. Tashiro’s parents were there.We exchanged a few polite words before leaving.As we walked away, Mr. Tashiro said something to Paul that made Jenny visibly flustered—though only I could tell.“What did he say?” I asked as we walked toward Brian’s table.“He said that if Paul ever meets a girl like me, he shouldn’t be shy—he should introduce her,” she smiled. “He’s really loosened up lately. That means a lot to Paul’s family.”“I believe it. It means a lot to me too—and my dad only relaxed one rule.”“Paul was named after that older gentleman,” she said, stopping and pointing to a gray-haired, mustached man about to ea

They walked off and started talking quietly.I couldn’t hear a word and had no idea what the topic was.“Daniel likes you,” Mickey said, starting to eat his sister’s dessert.“How do you know?” I asked.“He’s saying it right now,” he shrugged, and I realized he understood exactly what they were talking about.“Dany says it’s clear you love her, and that Janie is now mature enough to make any decision she wants—even though Dany really disagrees with her and is asking her to think it through,” Mickey continued.“What decision?” I asked—I had no idea what they were talking about.“I don’t know,” Mickey said. “What are you planning to ask her?”“What do you mean?” I asked.“Dany says that if she stays with you and you ask her, she should trust you and say yes.”My heart started pounding in a way I couldn’t explain.“What are you going to ask her?” Mickey asked again.“If she’ll come to the beach with me tomorrow,” I winked—that’s what came to mind.“You’ll take me too?” Mickey asked excit

“Who was your first?” she asked curiously once we were in our room, resting. “You already know my story,” she added with a wink.“Funny story,” I said, turning toward her and propping myself up on my elbow—she did the same.“Back then, I was just starting to date girls, but it was still just kisses and clumsy groping. Her name was Emily, and she transferred to our school in the fall as a senior.”“So, like me,” Jenny noted matter-of-factly.“Yeah,” I smiled at the parallel. “She swam, like us, so she wasn’t a bad catch. She quickly made it clear she liked me—you know, a touch on the shoulder by the pool, whispering 'you look good today' in my ear, that kind of thing.”I watched my girlfriend’s face as I spoke.Dad might’ve been right—she wasn’t hurt, just curious.“One Friday, she waited for me by my car, and we ended up in a full-on kissing session before she slipped a note into my hand,” I continued. “It had an address and a time for the next day.”“A date?” Jenny asked, leaning in

“Messyhair,” she said as we walked, “I’m not sure it’s a good idea for me to wait for you every day. I really don’t want to intrude on your family or always end up eating dinner with them. I think I’ll just head home after studying at Brian’s, and you can call me when you get back.”“Whatever works best for you, Babe,” I said. “If it’s more comfortable for you and it’s still light out, don’t wait for me. But only if it’s light—twilight doesn’t count,” I added with a playful warning.“Alright, thank you. I’ll still see you in the mornings anyway. You’re the boss,” she smiled.“Smart girl,” I said, wrapping my arm around her in front of her house. After a few minutes of sweet lingering, I let her inside.“Thanks for letting her use the car,” I said to Amber in the living room after I got home.“It’s really no problem—at least someone’s using it,” Amber replied. “She’ll be with me all day Saturday, by the way. Photoshoot,” she added.“Great,” I rolled my eyes. “Ever since summer started,