The car hummed to life, its low rumble filling the quiet driveway.
Noel leaned his forehead briefly against the window, watching the familiar street glide by in reverse as his father backed out.
The old neighborhood looked softer in the morning light, as if it already knew he was leaving again.
Richard cleared his throat, one hand steady on the wheel. "So… a boyfriend, huh?"
Noel dragged his gaze from the glass, lips quirking. "Dad, we're still on this?"
"I'm just saying." Richard's mouth curved into the shadow of a smile. "You could've given me a little warning. Thought I'd at least get an introduction before it became official."
"You'll meet him soon enough," Noel promised, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
Richard's brows rose. "Soon enough? That sounds like next week, not next year."
Noel laughed, shaking his head. "Don't overthink it. Just… be patient."
