Jon's POV
"Why, Liz, you look stunning.." I couldn't help but stare. The dress hugged her skin nicely and really showed off her curves. "Well, we should get to the dinner table before Garfield does." I say jokingly, leading her to the dining room. I push out her seat for her, watching her slowly sit down in the chair. She's so beautiful. "John dear, this is all very romantic. I'm a very lucky girl to have you around." She says, giggling as she leans in. I sit back in my chair, watching her eyes wander over me. She bites her lip then quickly sits up and smiles. "Well, let's eat!" She states happily. I take a slice of lasagna and put it on my plate. By now, it's gotten a bit cold and a little tough. Typical. I always ruin these types of things. I sigh, taking a bite of it as I look around.
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jon arbuckle × y/n
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