Aria's POV

"Drew!" I yell, leaving my seat and running into his open arms. My brother holds me to himself, laughing as I tighten my arms around him, drinking in his cologne, my head to his chest. This is one of the rare times I get to admit my brother is taller than I am.

When I pull away, I look up at him and smile again. Is it weird that I only saw him this morning before leaving for school and I'm acting like I haven't seen him in months?

Maybe.

But that's how it is for my brother and ...