"You are so not your dad." Caitlin smiled as she touched Gavin's cheek. She wasn't sure she could take another night of going out with his parents. They'd been out every night this week. Sometimes, it included lunch and a lot shopping.
His dad smoked nonstop. Thankfully, Gavin hadn't picked up that habit. She had a feeling Temo needed a smoke, by the way he acted around his parents. Temo really did seem quite sad, even if their folks were so upbeat.
"Well, he's semi-retired. Mom, wants to go on all these trips, but he likes to find things to invest in. Its his thing. It doesn't always work. He really doesn't talk about it." Gavin shrugged.
"How can they afford..you know." Caitlin shrugged. Her parents were so practical. They lived on leftovers. Sometimes, she wondered how could they not want more, but Gavin's parents were just the opposite.
"Well..you can't take it with you." He smiled as if he were making a joke, but he said it just like she remembered hearing his Dad say just a little while ago while he was cutting into a rare sirloin at dinner.
Gavin pulled her in.
"I say, we don't tell them when we get married." Gavin grinned.
"You'd really want that?" She wasn't sure she'd ever completely understand him, but deep down maybe she did. He wanted to do this his way. He still wouldn't consummate anything until they were married.
"Am I bad?" His smile got to her.
"No." She kissed him as she sat in his lap in the big reading chair near her bed.
Caitlin knew his parents loved him, but maybe he was right. It would be so over the top.
"You, tell your Mom, we'll go to their house, and get married." Gavin sighed.
"No, I don't think so. We'll get married here. Keep it simple. Then, we can go to New York City." He did have vacation time coming to him next month.