Page 135 of Wardrobe Malfunction

“They’re here,” he calls out.

Every member of Vaughn’s family piles out of the house to see us off.

“You’re coming back once the movie’s wrapped?” Vaughn’s mom asks him.

“Yeah. I’ll be back soon.”

She hugs him and then comes over to me. “It was so lovely to meet you, Charly.”

“You, too. Thank you for making me feel so welcome.”

She hugs me. “I hope to see you again.”

“You will,” Vaughn says, smiling over at us.

“Guess I’ll see you soon then.”

His mom smiles and winks at me, and I laugh.

“I’m taking bets on how long it is before he asks her to move in with him,” Meg announces.

“I’ll put twenty on a month,” Gran says.

“I’ll take two months, babe,” Vic says to his wife.

“For fuck’s sake!” Vaughn grumbles.

“Vaughn! Delicate ears!” Sasha’s hands go over Nora’s ears.

“Too late, Mama. I already heard Uncle Vaughn say the naughty word.”

“Fuck’s sake!” George mimics.

“George!” Meg covers her hand with her mouth. Then, she narrows her eyes at Vaughn as she reaches over and punches him in the arm.

“Hey! No need for violence.”

“If he goes to school saying that, I’m telling his teacher where he learned it.”

“Sorry.” He laughs, rubbing his arm.

We continue saying our good-byes to everyone.

I feel like I’m in an episode of The Brady Bunch, receiving hugs left, right, and center. But in no way am I complaining.

I actually enjoy each and every hug I receive. Weird. Must be Vaughn rubbing off on me. He’s a huggy guy.

Then, we’re done, and it’s time to go.

I climb in the backseat, and Vaughn hops in beside me.

Vaughn’s dad gets in the driver’s seat and turns the engine on. “Ready to go, kids?”

Vaughn takes hold of my hand, linking our fingers. I look at him, and he smiles at me.

“Yeah, we’re ready,” he tells his dad.

His dad puts the car in drive, and I wave to Vaughn’s family as we go, as they’re all waving us off.