Noah POV

Paige stands beside my car. Three massive suitcases sit at her feet.

I stare at them. "We're going for a few days. Not moving permanently."

"A girl needs options." She flips her hair. "What if we get invited somewhere fancy?"

'Kill me now.'

Brandon Gibson leans against the hood. Tall. Lanky. Nervous energy radiating from him.

I didn't invite him. My mother did.

"Brandon can help with driving," she said this morning. "And it's not proper for ...