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âHow about your parents? Donât they like me?â She asked curiously, raising her brow. Maybe they still wanted to see their son with his ex-wife, that was a possibility. Itâs been almost a year since they met, Sarah couldnât believe it. After all those obstacles they managed to get back together. And she was grateful for that. âWow.. So you would dump me if I become too red? Good to know.â She gasped dramatically as if he said the worst thing ever. âEh, I can always go back to being a blonde, you know? I am a natural blonde anyway.â She shrugged her shoulders, letting out a chuckle as well.Â
âOf course they like you. How could they not like you?â He flashed Sarah a sly grin. Admittedly, neither of Jacobâs parents had much faith of him winding up in another relationship after his divorce. They tried, of course, with occasional blind date set-ups and hopefully suggestions of âso-and-soâs kid, didnât you go to highschool with her?â but nothing really stuck and it seemed like there was a clear reason for that. âUhm,â Jacob hummed low, as if thinking through Sarahâs dramatic display. âI wouldnât dump you, but I would demand that you dye your hair. Like, youâd totally have to. Or wear a bag over your head until it cleared up. Essentially, never get a sunburn, Sarah.â He laughed, shaking his head as he thought about that happening in some upside down universe.







