His Best friend's Daughter
They make Jason and I pose all over the house for pictures, and Jason has actually gained a few points for being so tolerant of the whole embarrassing ordeal.
"Okay, we really have to go, or the limo is going to leave," I finally say when I can't stand it anymore. "We still have to pick up Chloe and her date."
"The driver will wait," my father says, pulling me in for a hug as we walk toward the foyer to make our exit. "You look beautiful. Have a good time. And no drinking. Or drugs."
"Dad. Please."
Behind my dad, Tor is glaring at Jason with his you better not mess with our girl or I'll kill you face, and I make a warning expression back at him to stop.