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Lt. Col. Parker shook my hand firmly and said with a hint of a smile.

"Well, thank you, Alexander. We'll take that as a compliment."

We all went to the dinner table with enough food to feed a small army. Elizabeth’s parents also wanted to make a good first impression.

As we enjoyed the meal, her parents entertained me with stories from her childhood — embarrassing tales that made Elizabeth cringe in shame but had me grinning from ear to ear.

It was clear that Elizabeth had grown up in a loving and tight-knit family, and I felt honored to be a part of their evening.

After dinner, Lt. Col. Parker and I settled in the living room with glasses of bourbon.

He was a man of few words but exuded a sense of wisdom and experience that I respected. We discussed life, our respective careers, and our hopes for the future. It was a pleasant conversation, and I could sense a genuine connection forming between us.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth joined her mother in the kitchen to help with the dishes.

As the evening wore on, Elizabeth eventually joined us in the living room, signaling that we had to depart. She gently informed her parents that I had deadlines in New York.

Lt. Col. Parker nodded understandingly.

"Of course, Alexander. We appreciate you taking the time to visit us. We'll see you both soon."

Barbara added, "Thank you for coming, both of you. We‘re looking forward to the engagement party!"

I smiled warmly, touched by their graciousness.

"I'll ensure everything is perfect for the party, and we'll send a car to pick you up."

We approached the front door, and her parents escorted us outside. They seemed genuinely surprised to see the Rolls-Royce waiting.

"Wow, that’s a beautiful car," Barbara said with awe.

I grinned, feeling a touch of humility.

"Thank you. And thank you both for a delicious meal and a wonderful evening."

David took Barbara and the Lt. Col. for a brief spin around the block, the luxurious car gliding smoothly along the streets. It was a small gesture, but it delighted Elizabeth's parents.

We exchanged hugs and heartfelt goodbyes, and they waved us off with smiles as we pulled away from the curb.

Elizabeth and I settled into the comfortable leather seats, the warmth of her hand in mine reassuring. As we began our journey back to New York, I couldn't help but reflect on the evening.

Meeting her parents had been a milestone, and their warm reception filled me with a sense of belonging and excitement for the future.

I glanced at Elizabeth, her smile radiant in the soft glow of the car's interior. We had faced this significant moment together, and it was clear that our relationship was strong enough to bridge any gap.

As we left the quiet suburban streets behind and returned to the bustling city, I knew our journey was beginning, and I couldn't wait to see where it would take us next.

Chapter Twenty-One

Elizabeth

As David drove us back to New York, we left the windows ajar, and a cool evening breeze brushed against my face. I couldn't help but smile.

It had been quite the day, and the satisfaction of seeing my parents' joyful expressions as they were driven around in the Rolls Royce was immeasurable.

Luxury cars like this were a rarity in our lives, and my parents had already texted to share how much they enjoyed it and to ask me to thank Alexander again.

Gliding down the highway, my thoughts drifted to what lay ahead.

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