"I have good news." Matt's voice carried through the phone, and his words caused Noah to sit up hopefully.
"Is it Rachel?"
"Yeah. She won't have to go through chemo again." Noah, grinning, and could nearly hear Matt's grin as well.
He breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank the lord above."
"And Jesus." Matt added, and then in his usual Matt way, "Which is me."
Noah rolled his eyes. "Obviously." He deadpanned, still smiling. "Should I drive up again?"
"Sure, if you want. But she's going into surgery in a few days to pretty much replace the breast." Matt explained, and Noah's smile broadened.
"I'm so proud of you, Matt. You didn't say boob."
"Don't you know who you're talking to?" Matt demanded humorously.
"Uh . . . An immature twenty six year old?"
Matt remained silent for a moment, in fake offense. He finally spoke,
"Jesus, bitch." And hung up.
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Romance(Lowercase intended on cover) "The simple things in life are never meaningful, and the meaningful things in life are never simple. So maybe I don't want meaningful. Maybe I just want someone who cares enough to listen." Gemma Summers and Noah Han...
