Write You a Love Song by Francisco Fabiola

Author:Francisco, Fabiola
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Knox

I’ve spent as much time as I could with Ainsley these last few days, from lunch dates at her place where we make Frito pie to secret flirting while she’s at work. She doesn’t know this yet, but I’ve even picked up my guitar a few times and strummed some chords, remembering what it’s like to play without the pressure of dollar signs.

Tonight will mark a new step in our relationship. Up until now, only my parents and Axel know about my relationship with Ainsley, but the rest of my family will meet her soon when we get to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving dinner. As much as I can ask them to keep this quiet for now, it’s hard to control what will happen.

Ready to introduce her to everyone and spend the evening with her, I jump out of my truck and put on my coat before making my way to her apartment door. I rub my hands and blow into them while I wait for her to answer.

“Hey,” her bright smile greets me.

I pause, looking her up and down. “Hi,” I grin, walking into her apartment and kissing her.

“Well, I like that greeting,” she teases as my arms remain loosely around her waist. “Do I look okay?” She looks down between us.

“You look beautiful,” I state.

“I can change if it’s too much or too casual,” she rambles.

“I said you look beautiful,” I interrupt her. “Gorgeous.” I kiss her soft lips.

“Don’t ruin my makeup,” she chastises.

“I plan to ruin it later,” I wink and hold her hand, taking her in—ivory sweater, short camel skirt with buttons down the front that gives me ideas that aren’t appropriate for a family dinner, and black tights with black booties. When I look at her face again, I see her red lipstick is smudged. I chuckle, reaching out and running my thumb along the edge of her lips to wipe away the bit that spread.

Ainsley laughs, and I furrow my eyebrows. “Your lips are red,” she blushes, wiping her thumb across my lips. I nip the pad of her finger, and she raises her brow, looking into my eyes with mischief. “Behave,” she pats my chest. “You look handsome.” She steps back and does her own assessment of my outfit.

“Babe, we better go before we skip dinner altogether,” I warn.

“You hittin’ on me, Mr. Bentley?” She shimmies and winks.

I groan, watching her body move.

Ainsley’s laughter carries her into the kitchen, and she reappears with a wrapped pie dish.

“I’ll take that.” I grab it from her.

“Thanks. Let me just put on my coat, and we can head out. I’m nervous,” she confesses.

“You have no reason to be, trust me.” I drop a kiss on her temple as she puts on her coat and then wraps a plaid scarf around her neck.

After a deep breath, Ainsley looks at me. “Okay, let’s do this.” She claps her hands quickly.

“Come on.” I lace our fingers, holding the pie with my other hand, and lead us to my truck.

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