Marcus blinked slowly, a smile creeping it’s way across his face. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything. I mean my parents have been asking about you constantly. Wondering when you would come visit. You know my mother is going to smother you, right? And dad’ll be the inquisition as always.” He laughed softly and rubbed the back of his neck, ducking his head and looking up at her. “But I would love it if you came.”
“No! I want to go! I mean, I usually spend it alone so this would be great.” Violet said honestly. “I really want to meet your parents! I mean, you know my whole family, aka me and my dog.” She laughed gently. She then threw her arms around his waist, hugging him tight.