“That's so sweet of you to say.”

“Well, I love you. I wouldn't want it any other way.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

She stepped up on her toes and kissed me on my nose.

I chuckled. “Are you ready to go back downstairs?”

“Maybe in a second. It's nice and quiet up here.”

“We'll have some quiet time later, too.”

“I look forward to it. Are you getting hungry?”

I nodded. “Very hungry. Do you want Chinese takeout?”

“Oh, yes! That sounds great. Let's ask everyone else.”

She took my hand and led me back down the stairs. My parents were on the couch with Jen sitting on the armrest next to them. Ryan was in the kitchen gathering some boxes to sit on the counters.

“Who wants Chinese food?”

Everyone raised their hands and shouted, “Me!”

Clara lifted her phone. “I'll call it in and pick it up. What do you guys want?”

As Clara organized the takeout order, I relaxed on the couch between my parents. Mom scooted over to give me room. She took my hand and patted it like she had the other day.

“This has been nice, Levon. Are you happy?”

“Of course, Mom. I'm very happy.”

Jen pushed my arm playfully. “Look at you becoming a settler.”

I laughed. “I'm certainly doing my best.”

“Hey Jen, do you want to ride with me to pick up the food?”

Jen perked up from the armrest. “Sure!”

She hopped away from the couch and followed Clara out the door. Before Clara left, she threw me a kiss. I held up my palm to catch it.

Ryan chuckled. “You two are gross.”

“You mean as gross as you and my sister?”

“I mean, we have our moments.”

I turned to look at him. “Are you treating her well?”

“Yes, I promise, my dude. I would never be rude to Jen.”

“You better not or you'll catch these hands!”

My dad guffawed. “Boys, there's no need for all that.”

“Why not?” I asked. “It's how we settle things in our generation.”