Beach house

Jason's pov :

The one thing that I loved about my girl was her punctuality, she was ready at sharp one pm and waiting for me outside of her house. I had always heard that the girls were always late for the date but mine was different. I was a lucky bastard in that case.

"Don't you wanna invite me in?" My eyes travelled down her body. She was wearing a white high neck t-shirt and brown loose denim, a maroon lipstick and a high ponytail giving her the perfect casual look.

My eyes were checking her out, and the blush adored her cheeks. She bit her lower lip to hide the blush but as always, never succeeded in covering that pink blush.

"Just don't wanna hear a long lecture from my mom on how to dress up for a date," she shrugged and tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear as she found my intense gaze on her.

"You look beautiful," I whispered in her ear before kissing her cheek.