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it.  As much as I adored seeing my brother, I was looking forward to sleeping in my own bed. “Planes always make me sleepy.” I stretched my arms into the air. “Thank you for picking me up.”
    “Of course,” he smirked. “I missed you while you were gone.  I kept grabbing for you in the middle of the night, and you weren’t there.”
    “Well, I’m here now,” I wrapped my arms around his neck, “and tonight, I expect you to let me pass out and then later drool against your chest.”  I yawned and regarded him through hooded eyes.
    “Sounds like a plan,” he scooped me up into his muscular arms and dropped me into my bed.  Laughing the entire time, he tore off my shoes, and then followed suit, removing his own footwear and climbing into bed with me.  He kissed my temple. “Tell me about Boston.  How’s your brother?”
    “He has a girlfriend!” I shrieked. “I know you don’t know Nick, but he’s never had a girlfriend before.  He always looked at himself like some sort of playboy.” I rolled my eyes. “I like her though.  I promised to come back when they go on break, so we can hang out more.  Maybe you can come with me next time?  I didn’t want to stay much longer.  I know he has a heavy workload at school.”
    “I’d love to go.  What’s he studying?”
    “Neuroscience,” I scrunched up my nose at the prospect. “Yeah, he got my dad’s brains.  I never understood how that kid could do a keg stand one night and then ace a biology test the next morning, but that’s Nick for you.  Thanks to my dad’s recommendation, he landed a sweet internship at the hospital across the street from his apartment.  He’s doing well up there.  I’m proud of him.”
    Wes made a face and exhaled a sigh of relief, almost like he was expecting me to recount my travel in a different light.  He’d been doing little weird things like that since right before I left.  At first, I thought I was making them up, but they seemed to come frequently whenever I talked about my time with Nick.  It made me suspicious, but I didn’t have enough of any real substance to question him.
    “How’s it been here?” I asked, choosing to dismiss that detail for now. “You had a party to work Sunday night.”
    With irritation laced in his voice, he answered, “It sucked.  It was like everything that could possibly go wrong went wrong.  I don’t think I lost business over it though.  I’ve hosted other events for the guy in the past, so we have a relationship.  It just annoyed me ‘til no fucking end.  I gave him a discount to make up for the stupidity of my staff.” I traced my fingers along his stomach feeling the tightness of his muscles, yawning as the seconds ticked away. “Look at me going on.  You’re exhausted, and it’s late.  Go to sleep.  We’ll get breakfast in the morning and talk more about your trip later.” He kissed my hair. “Goodnight.”
    “Goodnight,” and with that final word, I drifted into a sound sleep.

Chapter 4
     
     
    Yes, I must really be crazy about this guy to have woken up this early for him after coming in from a late flight.  We were at a diner in Medford, New Jersey.  Wes had told me about it in the past.  It was one of the restaurants he purchased after the bar became successful.  To get me here, he practically yanked me out of bed and forced me in the shower to wake me up.   Even that hadn’t seemed like enough though, so he crawled in with me and really gave me a good morning .  After wrapping myself up in a thick sweater and scarf, I was ready to face the damp, cold weather outside.
    “This is really good,” the sensational taste of banana nut waffles made this trip totally worth it.  I slathered it with butter and syrup, knowing I’d have to run for hours later to work this off. “It’s the best thing I’ve ever eaten.”
    “Isn’t it?” Wes pushed his empty plate away, and the waitress immediately collected it from our table.  He