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Noah’s pov
Driving in the passengers seat of my brothers Porsche Cayenne, I rolled down my window to let in some air, because the new car smell was a little too overbearing. A sound came from my phone so I checked it to see that I had a missed call from our mom. She’s been calling a lot lately. A bit too much. She is definitely up to something, or maybe just bored. I also noticed that my phone was dying so I grabbed Benjamin’s charger that he already had plugged into his lighter jack.
“Benji I can’t believe you traded in your sweet Maserati GranTurismo mc for this shit.” I looked over to my brother as I was playing around with some buttons on the dashboard.
“It was time to make the switch. I just figured, that since I’m about to get married and settle down finally, it was time to get more of a family car.” Benjamin tapped the steering wheel with a slight sigh.
“You just figured? Or your soon to be wife Olivia just figured?” I asked while switching the radio station.
“It was Liv’s idea, but she was right.”
Ben ran a hand through his dark hair. Despite the fact that Ben was two years older than me, we pretty much seemed like twins. We were practically the same height, with Ben being an inch or two taller. Same color hair except mine was exceptionally longer. The same dark brown eyes. And Benji usually seemed to have a clean shaved face.
“Man, you’re so whipped.”
“Happy wife happy life, right bro.” Benji laughed.
“I love Liv as a sister and all but I can’t believe you let her talk you into getting rid of your baby.”
“Noah bro, I love her so much she could talk me into anything.”
“Tell me you don’t miss your two door maserati.” I looked over to him with a nod.
Benjamin smiled.
“Yeah thought so.” I said with a laugh.
“When you’re in love you’ll understand bro.”
“Fuck that man. No girl could ever tell me to get rid of any of my cars.”
“We’ll see bro.” Benjamin said with the biggest grin on his face.
“It’s like our boy Wes always says, ‘trust no bitch’.”
“Speaking of the boys, when are you guys going to tell me what the plan is for my bachelor party?”
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