MYLES POV

The new house is so huge with enough space for any sort of gathering, and the street had routes closer to the team's arena, so I was barely late for training. After all, how could I? The houses didn't have dividers to stop Brayden from getting there every six in the morning just to pull off the blanket from me. Yes, he had adapted to waking up earlier. Now it's a punishment I have to endure.

We had just finished working out with everyone on the team. I was meant to shower, but I was still on the bench in the team's gymnasium, chatting with Cali until she texted, "Okay, we are about to land. You guys better not keep me waiting."

I looked up to the left side of my phone screen for the time.

Shoot! Brayden and I were supposed to be at the airport by now.

"Let's go." Brayden tossed my duffel bag and a towel over.

"I haven't showered. I am sweaty. She can't have me like this."

He rolled his eyes.

"We better not keep her waiting." He repeated his sister's line.

"That's exactly what she texted me about." I grabbed the bag and picked up the towel to dry my neck and underarms.

"Because she hates waiting in a crowded place." Brayden beamed sarcastically and flipped the lid of a water bottle, gulping almost half of it while we exited the gym.

"I will watch you on tonight's show. Dressed your best." Zion waved from his car while he drove off, leaving the spot for Natalie to pull over.

She wound down the window and lowered her head, peeping above her sunglasses.
"Get in, you're late."

"I told you." Brayden taunted.

"Can you just stop pressurizing me?"

We got into the car. Me, at the rare.

"You can always change your mind. Let her stay with me. She can visit you anytime. But look on the bright side, you don't have to stress over your hygiene."

"Would you shut up, Bray? At least Cali is moving in with her fiance. I moved in with a boyfriend." Natalie backed me up.

I exhaled a laugh I couldn't hold and he shot me a death glare through the rear mirror.

"What does that supposed to mean?" He whispered to his girlfriend, who was driving the car.

"That they are more serious than us?"

"Savage!" I praised, slapping the palm she held out to me.

Brayden scowled.
"Our bond is stronger than a tree. You will see." He mumbled. I believe him, but Natalie and I have made a habit these days of provoking him. Maybe we could get him to get her a ring.

"Storms or axes could bring down a tree. Just put the ring on, man." I slap the back of his head and he turns over, thrusting over long hands to reach me while I dodge.

"Great. Don't make me steer into the wrong lane." Natalie heaved and continued to drive.

When we reached the airport, Natalie teased me all the time. She turned on her camera, promising to record, even after my multiple pleas to her not to. We remained in the vehicle, because the airport was a little packed, and now is not the time for taking pictures and giving autographs.

"Imagine Cali coming along with mom and dad? You know they could decide to be there for their daughter on her first day of college." Bray snickered.

"God dammit, baby. Don't do that." Natalie said on my behalf, given I was now too stressed out to bicker with Bray.

"What? I am just preparing him for the worse." He whined at her. "Bro, just let her stay with me," he begged me.

I chuckled at his trick.

"It is not gonna happen, Bray. She's my fiance."

"She's my sister, asshole." he snapped.

"She's here, boys." Natalie squealed excitedly, getting us both to compose.

Cali was coming out of the airport. She's wearing my sweatshirt, the one I put on her the last time we saw each other in Texas when she drove me to the airport.

I couldn't resist. I dashed out of the car, shutting the door carelessly. While her eyes were wandering, they spotted me, and she paused. Letting go of her boxes and a broad smile instantly took over her demeanor. As she was racing over, Bray and Natalie stepped out of the vehicle.

"Cali!" Bray cheerfully called, but she flung her backpack over to him. He grunted.

I laughed hard at that and also with joy as Cali jumped onto me.

"No ki..." Bray began just as Cali meld our lips, her hands holding my face while I held her tight around my waist.

In the past couple of months, I've been to Texas more than I've traveled to most of the states for the team's games.

Bray clears his throat, getting us to stop kissing for a while. Cali giggled, while I kissed her face and she hugged me again. It was brief, I didn't want to break off, but she climbed down my body and strolled over to her brother.

"Hey, big bro."

"He's jealous you're staying with me," I told her, while she was snuggled into his arms and he was shooting daggers at me.

"I don't think so... You said I can decide where to stay." She said to her brother.

"I was hoping you would stay with us." He tried to convince her. She slipped out of the hug and reached over to Natalie.

"Natalie help me here."

"I mean, I don't leave at my brother's," Natalie explained to Bray, while she and Cali hugged. "I stay with you."

"You moved in?" Cali excitedly exclaimed.

"Not fully. I still pay my apartment rent... But you know." She blushed, given we all know she'd already moved in. I can't remember the last time she spent the night at her place.

"See. If you can have a girl at your place why can't I?" I accused Bray and he held out Cali's backpack to her.

"Okay! Hold this... I am going to break his legs."

Laughing, I sprinted around the vehicle, while Cali begged us to stop fooling around.

~

In the car, while Natalie and Bray were in the front row, Cali and I discussed the campaign she started against bullying. She was using her voice and her social media audience to raise awareness of the danger of bullying. Some of my team members had joined the cause and it was already a success. I couldn't be more proud of her. Cali was staying for the weekend. We planned everything for the couple of days that she would be there in LA. Most importantly, she's my date for tonight's show, where I will announce my documentary series that's in production. And on Monday, we will fly together to Oakland, and get her settled into the residence hall.

"I appreciate that you are staying for the weekend. I want to show you off to the world." I whispered in her ear. She's nestled in my arms, in the rear of the car, ignoring Bray's warning for intimacy. Actually, annoying him, with frequent smooching, he has his eyes closed and the music too loud to block our kissing sound.

"That's because you promised to help me settle into the dorm for a week." Cali wiggled her brows, teasingly when she shot me a sidelong glance.

"You promised her a week while David is alive?" Natalie asked while she drove. I guess the radio wasn't too loud, or they were too obsessed with us to eavesdrop over the highest volume of Drake's album. "Oh, you are screwed." She chuckled along with Bray.

My eyes rolled just before Cali twisted and faced me.
"You are not going to take your words back, are you? I want you to come with me to Berkeley."

"I will probably be sick next week." I winked and her eyes terrifyingly widened.

I didn't think she understood the joke.

"God forbid. I meant a fake sickness." I whispered into her face and her frown smoothened. "We will have the best first-week experience of your college days," I added, and she blushed.

Natalie parked in my driveway and turned to us with a smile.

"Safe and smoothly." She bragged and I thanked her for the ride.

"Cali, I would say we should have dinner but you have a show tonight to attend. So breakfast it is." Bray told his sister while we got off the vehicle. "And Mills, don't dare make her breakfast. That's on me." He scolded.

"I am not sharing my fiance with you." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"You and me. It's you and me, just beware." He pointed two threatening fingers to his eyes and back toward me.

Laughing, Cali shook her head and started yanking the holder of one of her trolley boxes as Natalie and Bray drove off down the long driveway, waving at us from the open windows.

I snatched her small hands and brought them to my lips.
"Stop, I will carry them for you."

She smiled and hugged me.

"Wow. This whole place is yours?" She gasped, her cheek resting against my chest.

"Ours!" I corrected her statement.

"Um hmm." She pulled back with an innocent smile on her face.

"You'll be Mrs. Cameron very soon." I reminded her and she nodded in agreement, gaping at the massive house Bray and I were twinning.

"If it isn't my favorite couple," it was Jake. He was jogging over from the garage.

"Jake!!!" Cali merrily exclaimed at my bodyguard, who was now helping with her boxes.

He had gone along with me on all the trips to see her in the past months.

"I heard you're a freshman now."

"I will be, very soon. On Monday, literally. You had better come along."

They had bonded over the months and it was good to have him willing to protect her for me at all costs.

"How can I miss?" He assured her, and she proudly squealed.

She laughed and snuggled into my side, her hands looping around my torso while we headed for the entrance.

"Who are those men?" She asked when she spotted the men working around the house.

"They're changing the needed locks."

Her eyes enlarged, curiously. She suppresses a smile.
"Why? There's a burglar on the loose?"

"Bray knows his way in. I can't have him interrupting us every morning, now and then. Mostly that I only tend to have you naked these upcoming days." I whispered into her ears as I opened the front door.

"Um hmm." She breathed a short laugh as I kissed her smooth cheek, steering her inside with my hands holding her waist from behind her.

"Myles, this place is so beautiful," she commented. She was astounded, staring around the magnificent foyer interior.

"I know, right?" I chuckled at her adorable reaction. I knew she was going to love it. I can't wait until she sees the kitchen. My mom said women value a big kitchen and a spacious backyard. It's one of the main reasons that convinced me to buy the house.

"Can I ask you for a favor?" She asked when she turned over and faced me.

"You know I wouldn't say no."

"Since it's our place, can we paint the walls together, before my classes start? It's what couples do." She shyly implored. Her face was crimson.

She was too good for me. I don't know how or what I did to deserve her. But I have every intention of having all my life experiences with her. She was my savior. My light and shepherd.

"I would love to see you painting," I told her and she raced down her hall, excited at everything in the house.

"God, I feel so adult." She remarked, and we laughed.