LOGIN“I’ll pick you up early tomorrow morning,” he said before walking me to the door.
“Uncle Steve,” I said as we reached the entrance, “if it’s okay, I’d rather not tell anyone that I’m your apprentice.”
“I wasn’t planning to either,” he smiled. “Anything else?”
“For me, the bonus questions aren’t just optional, right?”
“I don’t think I even need to answer that,” he laughed. “I liked your response to the alcohol question too.”
We shook hands, and I stepped outside.
“Messyhair,” Jenny ran after me once I was already on the street. “Just don’t leave me behind on Sunday.”
Right there, in the open street, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She never would have done that before.
“Never,” I whispered against her lips.
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Uncle Steve really did come for me early. I woke up on my own, but not long after, I had to head out. He drove his own car—a well-maintained, fully equipped gray SUV that was a few years old. It handled country roads much better than mine.
We spent the entire day visiting animal farms. He introduced me to everyone and showed me how to assist with vaccinations. He examined pregnant animals and checked each one individually. The three farms took up our whole day, but I loved every minute of it. The locals always fed us, so by the time I got home late at night to a quiet house, I just collapsed into bed.
The next morning, he picked me up early again, but we only had time for two farms that day. By the afternoon, we were back home. Mom had already packed up, and after scooping up Jenny, we headed back to school.
“How was it?” she asked, and I told her all about my weekend.
“And you?” I was curious about Daniel’s girlfriend.
“Interesting girl,” she said, keeping it brief.
“Not a fan?” I asked.
“Not really,” she said. “She lectured Mom about why lunch wasn’t good enough and argued with Uncle Steve about spaying and neutering.”
“What did she say to you?” I grinned. This was probably the real issue.
“That people who watch sci-fi have no imagination,” she said flatly. I burst out laughing.
“What did Dany say?”
“I told him in a way he’d understand—that he deserves better,” she said. “Luckily, he knows that too. The girl was the one insisting on the introduction. I give it a few months, tops.”
“Knowing your brother, I’d say just a few days. Has he always been a ladies’ man?” I asked.
“Not as much as you,” she teased. “His relationships usually lasted several months, but after Dad passed, he didn’t have time for dating for a while. There was a girl at his old school he was really into, but they didn’t stay together.”
“I see.”
“Messyhair,” she said. “Next week, I’m coming home for a night during the week—I’m helping Adam with paperwork. I think this will be the last time.”
“Of course, Babe. Come whenever you want.”
Late at night, I dropped her off in front of Paul’s apartment, but I slept at the dorm.
After the game, we waited until most of the crowd had cleared out.“Pizzeria?” Frankie asked while we waited.“It’s your birthday,” Brian smiled at him.“I hope you’re not upset about Daryl’s idea,” Diane said cautiously.“Not at all,” Frankie grinned. “You guys made this birthday unforgettable.”We left the stadium and Brian drove us to a pizzeria near the city park.It was a wooden building with large windows. The kitchen was right by the entrance, where a guy in colorful clothes and oversized glasses greeted us.The pizzeria had a nostalgic style—the waitresses wore quirky, colorful outfits or pants, accessorized with huge necklaces and headbands. Flowers and peace signs were painted all over the whit
“I’ll pick you up early tomorrow morning,” he said before walking me to the door.“Uncle Steve,” I said as we reached the entrance, “if it’s okay, I’d rather not tell anyone that I’m your apprentice.”“I wasn’t planning to either,” he smiled. “Anything else?”“For me, the bonus questions aren’t just optional, right?”“I don’t think I even need to answer that,” he laughed. “I liked your response to the alcohol question too.”We shook hands, and I stepped outside.“Messyhair,” Jenny ran after me once I was already on the street. “Just don’t leave me behind on Sunday.”Right there, in the open street, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She never would have done that be
On Monday morning, we headed to school, but I knew that during the week, I’d only see her in the evenings because of the shop.“Where were you this weekend, Jay?” Phil asked before class.“With my girlfriend.”“You got a girlfriend pretty fast,” he laughed.“Luckily, that’s never been a problem,” I laughed. I didn’t feel like telling them who she was.Until midweek, our evenings together at her place were all we had. Once Paul returned, I usually slept at the dorm. A few more months, and we’d be together every day anyway.On Friday, after school, I drove us home—we took one car, so we had time to talk.“Babe,” I starte
We barely slept that night, and even during the day, we spent all our time together. But for dinner, she dressed beautifully, wearing her old green-and-silver dress. I had reserved a table at an Asian restaurant on the edge of the park near us. Since the weather was nice and the distance was short, we walked.“Do you like Brian and Mayoko’s apartment?” I asked as we strolled.“I do,” she said. “It’s not a cheap area, but Paul and Brian can afford it.”“Would you live here with me?” I asked, watching her reaction.“W-with you?” she asked, surprised. “I just officially became your girlfriend,” she laughed.“Not now,” I said. “In the future.”“That’s still far off,” she smiled.
Slowly, my life at university settled into a rhythm.Daryl and Aaron found out I transferred here, and they were happy about it. I spent several evenings a week at my girlfriend’s place, swam in the mornings, met up with our friends weekly, and once a month, I went home to do house calls with Uncle Steve. Jenny would either translate or study, but she always came home with me. After she and Adam finished negotiations, she only took on interpreting jobs in rare cases.I was balanced and happy, and my girlfriend shone more brightly each day. She was finally starting to believe that I truly loved her. I was sure plenty of people tried to win her over, but I trusted her completely.At university, no one knew I was Uncle Steve’s apprentice, but in every lecture, I had to be able to answer at least one of his personalized questions.“Are we going to the game tomorrow?” Da
On Friday evening, I went to my girlfriend’s place for an early dinner. She had set the table and prepared a meal, looking just as stunning as she had every other day that week.I handed her the flowers I’d brought, kissed her after slipping off my shoes, and she smiled.“Sit down,” she said, gesturing toward the dining table.“Babe.” I grinned as she started serving, but I didn’t sit. “You do realize that dinner doesn’t necessarily mean dinner?” I laughed.“I thought you were hungry,” she said, cheeks heating as I wrapped my arms around her from behind.“Put everything in the fridge,” I murmured, trailing slow kisses up her neck. “We won’t be eating for a while. I’m craving something else more.”Within minutes, the table was cleared. We kissed breathlessly as I led her to the bedroom. She unbuttoned my shirt while I tugged at hers. I pushed her skirt down impatiently, my hands greedy, while she slipped out gracefully, smirking at my rush.When we reached her bed, I laid her down and
“You’re just jealous,” I snapped mockingly. “Because I actually have childhood dreams.”“Oh, please. Your childhood dream wasn’t about where you’d study, genius—it was to become a vet!” she shouted, kneeling on the chair to face me head-on.“Oh, and you know exactly what my childhood dream was, do
“I couldn’t be with someone who wasn’t,” she replied, regaining her confidence. She was calm again.“And what exactly makes him a real man?” I raised my voice, unable to hold back the surge of maddening jealousy.“A real man isn’t just a man in bed,” she said, clearly unaware she’d just handed me t
It was late when I pulled into the driveway next to her little red car. She was locking the front door, wearing a loose sweatshirt and sweatpants, her coat unzipped—clearly heading out. Her hair was pinned up messily.“Hey,” I said behind her.“Uncle Steve’s not home,” she replied without turning a
I wandered around for a while, chatting with Brian, who gave me the rundown on every couple that showed up. Then Daniel arrived. He wore a green shirt and black pants. Paul greeted him warmly. His light blond hair was still cropped short—he hadn’t changed a bit.“Go say hi,” Brian nudged me, then l







