Since the plane landed, she had been as quiet as a mouse. Her hands were sweating in nervousness, and she kept on wiping them on her pants. She took a deep breath and glanced up at Bobby, and asked, "Do you think your father would be angry that we got married without informing them?"
"Don't worry about it. If you don't insist on meeting them, I don't care if they bless or agree on our marriage or not. I would do everything in my power to make you the happiest woman alive, anyway." he said in all seriousness, taking her hand into his lips and pressing a kiss at the back of her hand.
"Bobby, it's good manners. He is your father and your family after all."
"Grand and Uncle and his wife, grandfather and now you—are the only people I considered as my family."
"Bobby..." She rubbed his arm. "Sorry for asking you to do this for me."
