The Jameson’s
Sofie
“Stop fidgeting. They aren’t going to roast you or anything Sofie.”
“You have a big family Webb. They might not like me.” He scoffs.
“Please they will be thrilled with you. I think my mom almost fainted when I said I had someone to bring to Sunday dinner and it wasn’t Clint.” He looks over at me with a smirk. “You brought my mom flowers and a pie. I may not be allowed home again without you. My brother will sniff us out along with that pie in a second. He’s got a nose for food.”
“They didn’t have to let you bring me. I didn’t want to be rude.”
“Sofie you are a big part of my life. Like they wouldn’t want to meet you. Relax and be yourself. You already met Jared and my twin sisters. Just Elliot and Ella to meet. Does that make it better?”
“A little.” I mumble. “
