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We set off for Australia the day after New Years Day. It was quite a long flight. I read the book that I was reading on that flight. We were all in business class, which meant extra leg room and the ability to fully recline and sleep. Except I couldn't do much sleeping. I was anxious. I had never left the States before. I was dozing off, and there was a tap on my shoulder. I lifted my sleep mask and looked to see who had disturbed me. Brendon.
"Yea Bren?" I mumbled. I really didn't want to speak to him.
"Robyn, we need to talk." He said.
"Why? Are you pregnant? Is it mine?" I mock gasped. Dan, sat behind me, chuckled. Brendon half smiled and looked away.
"Ro, we haven't spoken since before Thanksgiving."
Yea, what Brendon just said. OK, so don't panic! We did not fuck. I just want to make that clear.
We made out and fell asleep together. Btw he has definitely gotten better at the kissing since we were 13. The next day, we had to catch a flight to Las Vegas. So I was packing my suitcase back up, for home and Brendon had to pack a bag for his visit, there wasn't any time to talk. I purposely avoided talking on the flight by putting my sleep mask on. After we landed, we went to baggage claim, and then Vic was picking us up from the airport. We dropped Brendon off first, and then I told Vic everything.
After that, it was the odd text or phone call, where I kept things light with Brendon. I saw him Christmas Eve where we exchanged gifts with Vic and Maya, too.
Brendon tried to speak to me then, but Vic came and saved my ass by interrupting the conversation. We all spent New Years together, and we all pecked each other as we saw the ball drop. Brendon left shortly after that, and I went home. I think that's everything....? Oh wait, Vics single again. Brad was nice to look at, but that was as far as any good qualities go. I know it's not always about looks, but seriously, the dude was like an empty vessel.
"Is this the best time, though, Brendon? Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean?"I said.
"I can't think of a better time." Brendon told me to move over and got in the seat with me. It was snug, to say the least. I sighed. "I know you've been avoiding me, Robyn. Look, I know what happened is a lot to take in."
"I just felt pressure to follow it on or something." I said quickly.
"Pressure? Who from?"
"Well.....I-I assumed that you would have some expectation."
"For what exactly?" Brendon asked.
"For me to jump into a relationship with you." Brendon was chuckling
"When did I ever say that, Robyn? I never put any pressure or expectation on you. YOU did that. You did classic Robyn and ran away when something scared you and you didn't want to deal with it." I sighed. I would argue it's not true, but it is. I don't deal well with some confrontation.
"I am scared, Brendon. I admit that. I don't want to get into something with you, and then it falls apart. I couldn't survive losing you. I know it." I looked down to hide the tears that were falling. Brendon stroked my cheek. I looked up at him.
"How about we take things really slow then?"
"How do you mean?" I frowned.
"Well, there's no pressure or expectation of anything. Let's enjoy each other's company. Maybe have some dates. No labels either. Even if it seems like we are in an actual relationship, we don't say that's what it is. Not until we both feel it and accept it as that." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Come here." Brendon said and I cuddled into him and we both fell asleep.

We were here!! Australia. Sydney! It was summer here. It was sweltering. Brendon had an arm around me and he whispered something in my ear that I couldn't quite hear because of the crowded airport.
"Did you hear what I said?" He asked me. I shook my head. " I said do you want to sleep with me or in your own bunk on the bus?"
"Ohhh, can I have the option?"
"Of course." Brendon said and kissed me, just behind my earlobe. That did unspeakable things in my underwear. I took my hoodie off.
"I am hot." I said after I removed it.
"Hmmm I know." Brendon said winking at me. We all walked over to baggage claim. Nicole walked with me.
"Hey," I said.
"Rob, are you and Brendon?" She motioned between us with her finger.
"No labels for now, Nic. Then there's no pressure or anything. I will talk to you properly when we get to the hotel. " I said. Nicole nodded, and I winked at her.
We had a minivan take us all to the hotel. There were a lot of bags, some went with us and others were taken to the tour bus.
I sat with Brendon on the bus, although I was chatting to Mike about a band we both liked. I mentioned that they were doing a gig and that we should go.
"It's a date." Mike said, smiling. Mike was dating someone now, called Leah. Brendon sat there quiet. I moved into my seat so that I was facing Brendon. I touched his face, and he turned his head to look at me. I smiled and kissed his cheek. We had our foreheads touching. Brendon was looking at me, and he said.
"I really want to kiss you right now." I softly moaned. "Ohhh, I like that sound." I then remembered where we were and looked out of the window as we saw the opera house. I was in awe of it. It looked beautiful. I took some photos of it as we were waiting in traffic. I stood up at one point to get some better shots. Always the photographer. As we pulled off, I lost my balance and ended up falling onto Brendons lap. He groaned when I landed on him.
"Omg, B, I am so sorry. Did I hurt you?" I was fussing over him.
"No, you didn't." He said in my ear. "I just got a taste of what you would feel like on top of me." I gasped and looked at him. I slid off his thighs and sat in my own seat. His hand wandered onto my thigh, and he squeezed it. I closed my eyes and swallowed.
We had arrived at the hotel. We waited until everyone else had gotten off before we did. As I stood up, Brendon said,
"Can I kiss you now?"
"We are here. Surely you can wait until we get upstairs?"
He just kept on looking at me. "Ok," I sighed and kissed Brendon gently. He moaned into the kiss. I smiled into the kiss. I pulled away and got past him. He groaned because he wanted more.

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