MIA POV
"That surprisingly went well," Cheska said grinning and glancing at me.
"Yeah... I guess, he really does know how to please them." I said as we headed upstairs.
Well, throughout the dinner my father and Clark just talked about business while my mom won't stop blabbering about our soon-to-be wedding.
Cheska joined us in our dinner and so did Peter and Tofer, they're both so quiet and just talked whenever they would ask a question so that was new to me because Tofer was always the first one to crack a joke.
Then right after dinner, Clark told me that he'd do some errands and Tofer came with him.
"Do you think..Clark is serious about us..getting married?" I suddenly asked as we went near her bedroom.
"Yeah? Why did you even ask?" Cheska said as she turned to glance at me.