“Seriously?” he groans. “I don’t need to see that shit.”
“Oh, be quiet. I’ve seen you and Lana do a lot worse, so you’re just gonna have to deal with it.”
“Yeah, and she’s gonna be here a lot more often,” Noah adds. “So, you’re gonna need to find a way to deal with it.”
I’m about to chide Noah for purposely aggravating my brother when Cole’s gaze snaps towards me but he has a twinkle in his eyes that wasn’t there before. “You’ll be here more often, huh? Does that mean you’re finally gonna agree to move in?”
I open my mouth to object, but Logan beats me to it. “Are you sure you want that? You do realize that if G was to move in, it would no doubt be into Noah’s room… which is right next to yours.”
That has Cole freezing, a look of utter disgust marring his face before he dejectedly takes a seat opposite me. Noah’s arm wraps around my shoulder and I lean into his touch before taking a sip of my coffee.
These guys are my family, and nothing has ever felt more right than they do now as I sit with them, listening to them bicker back and forth. I send up a silent thank you to whoever it was that made me realize exactly what I have.
I don’t know how I didn’t see Noah in the way that I do now for so long, but I don’t regret the actions we both took that brought us together.
Noah’s right, we’re perfect for one another, and I think things worked out exactly as they were meant to.
With him and I together.
EPILOGUE
GRACIE
Ilaugh as Lana regales us of the story of how Cole freaked out after finding a spider in their hotel room during the summer.
I’ve heard the story already, but it’s her friend, Savannah’s first time hearing it and it’s still as funny listening to it now as it was the first time Lana told me what happened.
Lots of things have changed in the last few months, including mine and Lana’s friendship. It started off as a friendship between me and my brother’s girlfriend, but the more time I spent around her and the guys, the closer we’ve gotten.
Now, Lana and I will team up to get one over on the guys whenever we need to. I’ve also gotten close to Savannah, the friend she made when she first started here last year.
It’s the first day back at college, and I can’t say I’m not looking forward to this year. When Cole, Lana, Noah and I headed home for Christmas last year, we told my parents about mine and Noah’s relationship. To say they were happy about it would be an understatement. I also used that time at home to have a talk with my parents.
I told them my thoughts and feelings about my degree and how I really didn’t want to work for my father’s company aftergraduation, and just like both Noah and Cole had told me they would, they accepted it wholeheartedly and encouraged me to take the path I think would make me happiest.
During the last semester before summer, I switched my major, and now I’m a full-time art student, rather than just taking the odd classes that I could fit in around my business degree.
I’ll have to stay in school an extra year, but that’s nothing compared to the time I’ll be spending doing something I love once I graduate.
As of right now, I have no idea what that will be, but I have no doubt that I’ll love every second of my life.
Noah plans to stay in his family’s house—the one in town—next year once he’s graduated. While I’d love nothing more than to live there with him, the university doesn’t allow students to live off-campus, but at least I’ll have him close. I thought maybe he’d follow the guys back to the city, but the look of utter disgust on his face at the idea of us being so far away from each other clued me into the fact that he’d be staying close.
We’ve only gotten stronger over the last few months, our relationship strengthening and solidifying into what it is now.
Unbreakable.
Sure, we argue at times and he drives me insane, but I love him with everything I am.
His family, especially, was over the moon when they found out about our relationship, but we take their comments of our future in stride whenever we see them, which isn’t often since they’re usually off jet-setting around the world and too busy to bother us.
I decided that for this year, since it’s their last year here, I would move into the cottage with the guys, to Noah’s delight and Cole’s absolute dismay. I want to spend as much time with them as I can while we’re all still here together.
It’s funny to think how often Cole had tried encouraging me to move into their place and now that I am, he’s conflicted about it.
But after he forced Harley and Noah to swap rooms so we wouldn’t be right next door to him, he was more accepting.
It took some time, but Cole eventually got used to the fact that Noah and I are together, and now it’s just our new normal—with him complaining whenever Noah kisses me and me laughing at his obvious discomfort.
