Half an hour later, Steve and Gwen pulled into the Anderson driveway. At least they pulled into the bottom of the drive, as it was full of cars. Gwen looked the cars over and turned to Steve.
"I'm so sorry. It looks like every relative and friend my family knows has decided to meet at our place. I think it may be to inspect you and maybe grill you as boyfriend material. I'm not saying you're my boyfriend or anything, but I know everyone inside will say it. I have to invite you in or they'd give me the devil, but you can leave if you want. I wouldn't blame you," admitted Gwen.
"For some reason, you don't seem to understand that I really enjoy your family. I'd be glad to meet all your family and friends. In fact, I want to meet them, if you're okay with it."
"Okay, but don't say that I didn't warn you. They'll talk like we're getting married next week and ask all kinds of embarrassing questions. The Inquisition was a walk in the park compared to an evening in our house when you're dating one of the Anderson girls," warned Gwen.
As Steve and Gwen reached the door, Gwen turned to Steve and leaned into him. Steve bent down to kiss Gwen when the door opened.
"Oops!" gasped Kate as she quickly slammed the door shut again.
"Oh, no!" cried Gwen. "Could you see if anyone was looking at us?"
"It wasn't too bad," soothed Steve. "It looked like it was just your sisters, parents, Aunt Diane, and a few other people I don't know. All of them were looking at us. Other than that, I think we went unnoticed."
The door slowly opened and Paula stuck her head out and grimaced. "Gwen, Kate is so sorry! She saw you coming up the drive and was so excited to see you and Steve. She thought you were going to walk right in, so she hurried to the door to welcome you. She wasn't trying to be cruel. She's just so excited she couldn't contain herself. Steve, will you please come in for awhile and meet everyone. It'll be fine. We were all young once."
With that, Paula swung the door open and gestured for Gwen and Steve to enter. Every person in the room was straining to keep a straight face, except Kate. She had a look of utter dread. Steve grabbed her and pulled her to him.
"What should I do with a little sister that tries to ruin my night? Are you ticklish? Maybe afraid of heights?" joked Steve as he gently tossed her into the air and caught her with no apparent effort. "I guess I'll just have to spank you then."
"That's supposed to be punishment?" laughed Kate. "Sis, I'm really sorry about opening the door on you. I wasn't thinking clearly. I should have known you'd want a little private time with Steve. That was unforgivable. Will you forgive me?"
"That sounds like a paradox, Kate. If something cannot be done, it follows that I cannot do it. So you're not off the hook," threatened Gwen.
"Now that Kate's back on the floor, if not in her sister's good graces, we can show you two the videos of the evening's activities," offered Aunt Diane. "We can watch on the big screen. Ted hooked his laptop up to it so we can all watch it. Your classmate, Dave Kite, is doing an amazing job of catching things on video and posting to YouTube. "The Lady in Red" dance already has 120 views. We were just getting ready to watch it when you pulled in, walked up the drive, and for some unknown reason, stalled on the porch."
Ted hit the "play" icon and Gwen was amazed at the sight on the screen. She and Steve were dancing in high definition on a 55 inch screen and it looked amazing. She realized what a great job Lisa had done with her hair and makeup. Gwen had been transformed her into a princess, a curvy princess with cleavage! When the camera focused on Steve, Kate let out a whimper and Paula sighed. He was simply amazing. No one could call him a pretty boy, but he looked great in a very masculine way. Once again the room was silent as the dance ended, until Kate called out for her dad to play it again.
After watching it several times, Ted played the video of Steve dancing with Mrs. Davis and everyone had a big laugh. When the video of Lisa and Steve dancing together ended, Kate once again told her father to play it over. Paula was wiping her eyes when the lights were turned back up.
"Steve, I was caught short this evening, much to my embarrassment. I'll write you a check to cover what it cost you for the dance with Lisa," offered Ted. "You really saved her. Paula was calling me every name in the book when that fat bastard, excuse my French, started up to the stage to claim his dance with Lisa."
"Sir, I'm sure that as a gentleman yourself, you'll reconsider what you just suggested. I didn't dance with Lisa to save her. Gwen simply indicated that she'd be fine with me winning the bid for the dance with Lisa. That's all it took. It was my great pleasure and honor to share that dance with Lisa. Please don't suggest otherwise," concluded Steve.
Suddenly, Lisa was back in his arms hugging him like her life depended on it. "Sis, I don't know how you found this guy, but I hope he's got a brother. He's a keeper!"
As Steve knew would eventually happen, the conversation turned to his family and background.
"Steve, did any of your family go to the dance tonight? I didn't see anyone that appeared to be related to you. Were your parents there?" asked Paula.
"My parents are deceased, Mrs. Anderson," responded Steve with as little emotion as he was able to show.
Gwen gave an audible gasp and moved to hug Steve as she admitted, "I've been so selfish, Steve. I should have shown more interest in your family situation. If your parents have passed on, where do you live, and with whom do you live?"
"My father's uncle has a small place downtown and I live with him. I turned 18 this summer, so I don't really need a legal guardian, except the school requires it for their records. He's kind of a recluse, but he welcomed me into his home and treats me well enough. He just refuses to go out unless he really must. I don't try to change him and he doesn't interfere with my comings and goings, so it works for us."
"Steve, I'm so sorry to hear about your parents. Would I be too insensitive if I asked how they died?" questioned Paula. "If it's too upsetting, you needn't go into it."