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He grunts, and I smile. I’m used to Foster’s lack of words. He was always happier to sit and listen to me talk than make conversation. I guess that hasn’t changed in the last few years either.
“You don’t have to help me unpack. There’s not much. I can get it later,” I tell him, and he gives me a hard look that has me lifting my hands in surrender. “Or you can carry it all upstairs. Whatever makes you happy.”
He grunts again and grabs the first few boxes.
“I thought that was you,” Ford says as he comes up and wraps me up in a tight hug.
“Ford! I missed you,” I say with a laugh, hugging him back.
“Did you hear that? She missed me,” Ford tells Foster.
He rolls his eyes, juggling his grip on the boxes.
“She told me that she missed me more,” Foster tells his twin, and I dig my keys out of my purse and open the door leading up to my new apartment.
“She was lying,” Ford tells Foster, and I giggle as I grab a box and lead the way upstairs.
I missed being around these two. They were always teasing each other, but it’s obvious how much they both love each other, and I know that if the other ever needed them, they would both drop whatever they were doing to be there.
Sometimes I wished that I had siblings, someone to always have my back. Luckily for me, I had the Miller brothers living next door, and they were the next best thing.
I’m out of breath by the time we reach the top of the stairs. Meanwhile, the two brothers aren’t even breathing hard.
“What have I missed around here?” I ask them as I drop the box and unlock the door.
“Not much. A few new businesses opened up on Main Street. Just a few doors down,” Ford tells me.
“Like what?” I ask as we all head inside.
The apartment is small and smells like coffee from the coffee shop downstairs, but I don’t mind. There’s floor to ceiling windows overlooking the street below, and I smile as I walk closer to them.
“A sex toy shop, dirty bakery, and romance bookstore,” Foster says, and I spin around, gaping at him.
“Really?” I ask him, and he nods.
“Have you been to them yet?” I ask.
“Just the bakery,” both brothers say at the same time, and I laugh.
“I want to go to all three.”
“Alright,” Foster agrees.
“I’m just here to help with the boxes. Then I need to get back to work,” Ford says apologetically.
“We’ll go tomorrow or something then,” I tell him.
They set the boxes down by the kitchen counter and we head back out to the truck.
“How’s the diner been?” I ask Ford as we make another trip up.
“Good, busy.”
Just like Foster, Ford doesn’t really have much to say. Ever. He’s always been sweet to me, maybe even flirted with me a few times, but I’ve never felt anything other than friendship for him. My heart has always belonged to Foster.
I can still remember the day that I fell in love with him. It was my first day of school after we moved to Wolf Valley, and I was so nervous. I was joining fifth grade in a town where everyone knew everyone, and I was sure that I would stand out like a sore thumb.
I did. I was the one that everyone stared at as I walked into the school, and I hated it. I never really liked to be the center of attention, and I didn’t know how to handle it back then.
