He let out a sigh at his future wife's knack for creating challenges for him.
Caleb wasn't playing around when it came to meeting my parents. He set a date, gave them a heads-up, and then arrived with an armful of gifts, making a grand entrance.
Zoe called me in the midst of the serious conversation they were having.
I felt uneasy about leaving Caleb alone with my parents, but he seemed to have a strategy, so I retreated to my room to take the call.
When I emerged, the sternness on my parents' faces had vanished, replaced by such wide grins it seemed their mouths could stretch from ear to ear.
I was so confused.
Could Caleb have magical powers?
I just took a phone call, and he somehow won over my parents?
After dinner, I hastily pulled Caleb out the door and interrogated him, "What did you do to my parents?"
Caleb chuckled, "What could I possibly do to your parents? Just winning them over, naturally."
"Like what?"
"Demonstrating my commitment to you."
"How?"
No matter how much I flirted or feigned anger, Caleb kept the details to himself.
It was only later, by accident, that I came across a screenshot of a chat between siblings in Zoe's phone gallery.
Caleb: [I have my eye on your friend.]