Tempting | My Brother's Best Friend [18+]

Bonus 3: Moments

We do not remember days, we remember moments - Cesare Pavese

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Meeting You in California 

I practically bounce in excitement as I hand my passport and boarding pass over to the flight attendant in front of me. She smiles, barely glances through them, and hands them back to me. 

"Seat twenty three A. Enjoy the flight." 

Noah's arm unwraps itself from my shoulders. He doesn't bounce with excitement - after I forced him awake at four in the morning to come to the airport three hours before our boarding time, he still hasn't quite recovered. 

There's a takeout coffee cup in his hand, too hot to drink. 

The flight attendant gives him the eye as he hands over his own documents, but he pays her no mind. His eyes don't even flicker over to her when she states his seat number. 

"Twenty three B. See you on board." 

"Uh huh," he mumbles, brushing past her desk and wrapping his arm around me once more. I don't expect him to glance back and he doesn't, just continues tiredly leading me down twisted hallways towards what I can only assume is the jetway. 

"You know she was hitting on you?" 

"She said about three words to me, you moron," he snorts, pulling me tighter into his side. 

"Everyone fancies you." 

"You always say that," he smiles lazily.

"Because it's true," I murmur. 

He holds my hand as we board the plane and promptly falls asleep on my shoulder before they've even finished boarding. He sleeps the entire flight, as if he missed eight hours of sleep and not only three. 

But it gives me time to think about how I'll explain this to mum and Paul. 

Hi mum, I know you invited me to California on my own, but I brought my boyfriend.

...Oh yeah, by the way, I have a boyfriend.

We haven't told her yet. Life has just been too crazy, what with Matt's outbursts, moving out, moving back in, and mum always being on a different holiday. She and Paul haven't even been in the country for the past month and a half. And I want to tell her in person - see the look on her face when she see's that I actually managed to get Matt's housemate. 

It's not like she doesn't already love him. She made her approval more than clear when she met him the day after Christmas - but I doubt she thought it would actually happen. 

I am a little nervous she'll be upset though. It has been almost two months now that Noah and I have been official, and my mother does call me every two or three days to ask for life updates. This seems like the sort of thing I should've definitely mentioned, but, well - I couldn't quite believe that the dust had truly settled. 

And it has. Settled. 

Matt, once our biggest obstacle, now actually seems to be our biggest cheerleader. He managed to remove his head from his own ass long enough to realise that Noah is a gentleman, and there is literally no other man on the planet who would treat me so well. 

Especially since, as the biggest player in the country, he's the biggest hypocrite there is. 

Now he talks with us about our dates, asks about future plans, paves over awkward silences when he catches us making out. Dumping Skye really seemed to agree with him.