Sonnet opened the door and raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you're actually dressed up. I guarantee Will is going to spend all night mentally undressing you."

"He can physically undress me, too," I said, stepping into the house.

"This is a holy day. Jesus is watching you," Sonnet said, shutting the door.

"You're looking pretty good yourself," I said, gesturing to the dress she was wearing.

It was Easter, and Will and his family had invited me to come have dinner with them. Sonnet said they usually went to their grandparents' house, but their grandparents were away this year. So it was just me, Will, Sonnet, and their parents.

"Come on." Sonnet led me up the stairs and into the dining room, where her parents had laid out a very delicious looking feast.

"Where's Will?" I asked as I sat down with Sonnet.

"He's fixing his hair, I think. It was very windy out. We stepped out of church and I thought all of Will's hair was just going to blow away," Grace said, sitting down next to her husband.

"Wow and to think when I met him, he refused to fix his hair. Now he's a drama queen about it," I said.

"I'm not a drama queen," Will said, scowling as he stepped into the room.

"You're a drama queen and I'm turned on," I mumbled, eyeing him appreciatively.

He noticed what I was wearing and stopped walking, staring at me in amazement. He was wearing a light green button up shirt over black slacks, and damn did I want to rip those clothes off. His hair, to his credit, was amazing too.

"I think they found what they want to eat," Sonnet said.

"Sonnet!" her mother cried, face heating up.

Will also blushed heavily. "God, why are you such a pervert?!"

"Have you met your boyfriend?" Sonnet asked, gesturing to me.

"Alright, that is enough! William, sit down," Grace said.

Will sat down next to me, not looking at me. His parents got up and left to grab us drinks and the rest of the food.

"Your Easter present is my body. We're taking nailed to the cross to a whole new level," I informed Will.

"Ethan!" Will smacked my arm, face bright red. "God, that's such a shitty thing to say!"

"Jesus died so you homosexuals could sin in peace," Sonnet said.

"You, hush. The only sinful thing about me is my desire to fuck your brother," I said.

"You do look really good," Will grumbled, grabbing my hand under the table.

I kissed his cheek. "You're pretty handsome yourself. I like when you become a diva about your hair."

He scowled. "I am not a diva about my hair."

"Ironically enough, you're the biggest diva," I said, grinning a little. "But it's better than the messy hair phase."

"Will helped our parents cook dinner. He was freaking out and checking the label of every little thing that went into the food to make sure we didn't accidentally kill you," Sonnet said.

"Shut up, bitch!" Will said.

"Aw, you actually like me. That's so cute," I said, pinching Will's cheek.

He smacked my hand away, scowling again. "No, I can't stand you. Maybe I poisoned all the food."

His parents came back out, setting food down. We prayed before digging into the delicious dinner, my taste buds more satisfied than any other part of me had ever been (sorry Will).

When we were done eating, Will's parents gifted us each with a little basket of chocolate and candy. Will led me down to his bedroom and I laid on his bed, opening a pack of jelly beans and beginning to eat them. Will's little basket contained and unhealthy amount of Nerds.

He opened a box, tipping it back into his mouth and crunching on the candy as he sat next to me. I shifted so that my head was in his lap, closing my eyes as he stroked my hair.

"Thought you wanted to get laid?" he said.

I shook my head, not opening my eyes. "Nah, I was just being a pervert. I'm good with just this. Thanks for inviting me to dinner."

"Thanks for coming to dinner," he said.

He laid down, pulling me into his arms. He kept a hold on his box of Nerds, pouring more into his mouth to crunch on. I put my hand on his stomach and lightly poked it.

"No wonder your sister calls you fat ass," I said.

He smacked my hand. "I'm not even fat." He hesitated and looked away from me. "You almost ate a full plate of food. Your appetite is getting better. I'm glad."

I kissed Will before settling my head against his chest. He reached up and pulled before closer, going back to stroking my hair. I closed my eyes, smiling. This was definitely a good Easter.