The second you announced you’d be gone for a whole week on vacation, Nolan knew it would be a week of torture.

So the amount of relief he felt was indescribable as he saw you hauling his little sisters luggage into her house.

His hand brushed against your back as he came up behind you. “Let me help with that.” He smiled, making eye contact with you as he took the bag.

“I missed you.” He whispered in your ear as he parted with the bag. Winking at you just as his sister entered the house.