she glances down at his hand resting on her thigh , the warmth seeping through the fabric of her thick track suit , grounding her in the moment . ' they'd love your parents , ' she admits with a chuckle . ' imagine the dinner parties . just a whole table of overly ambitious , high-achieving people , subtly competing over who's children embarrass them the most . ' glances over at home , smirking . ' you'd win , of course . they'd talk about the generational wealth on your side and how one wrong business move could ruin my sister and i for life . maybe i should tell them you secretly hate your job , that'll throw 'em off . ' giggles with another roll of her eyes before gazing out of the window , soon approaching the grand entrance to her childhood home , eyes rolling after falling upon the older couple , waiting in front of the door for their daughter's arrival . after exiting the vehicle , kailani steps up to greet her parents with a hug before her mother steps back , looking fem up and down with a slight distaste in her eyes . oh , baby , please don't tell me you wore this . . . sweatshirt to work today . and kailani's eyes narrow briefly before lips turn into a sarcastic smile . ' obviously , not , mom . also , this is a tracksuit from my own brand so thanks for basically admitting you know nothing about what i do . ' hand reaches out behind her for dorian's hand , pulling him into the home before her parents attempt to embarrass her further . ' can we go home now , we've been here long enough ? ' she whines , arms wrapping around homme's neck , adorable pout on her lips , knowing leaving yet would be impossible .