"Ellie? Ellie!"

My mother shouted from downstairs. Her loud voice carrying into Geoff's room. My mother… if only she knew what she was interrupting. Actually, it was better she didn't. I pushed up off of Will's chest and sighed.

"You better go, Elle. Before she comes looking for you." His voice a little hoarse, but a smile played at the edges of his mouth. He reached up and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. I bent down and gave him a quick kiss. Nothing my mother had to say would ever be worth interrupting a good make-out session with Will.

I heaved myself off the bed with a loud, theatrical sigh. Hopefully she would hear me. I trudged down the steps and into the kitchen. My mom was standing by the phone in the corner with three different take-out menu's in her hands.

"I just don't know what to order Ellie. We've had Red, Hot & Blue twice since Will's been here and we've already had Thai. What do you think he would like for dinner?"

God forbid two medieval professors took fifteen minutes to cook anything. Though, take-out was probably better than any of there efforts would be.

"How about El Mazatlan, Mom? Fajitas sound good." Will hadn't had any Mexican while he was here. My mom looked relieved at the suggestion. Glad to be avoiding another embarrassing take-out exploit, like the Ethiopian food she'd ordered a couple nights ago. Will and I had spent ten minutes trying to figure out what kind of meat we were eating. We still didn't know.

"Thank You, Ellie. There was something else I would like to talk to you about." She turned to face me and gestured to a chair. Genuinely surprised, I sat down. I went through all the possible topics our conversation could have. The now-that-you-have-a-boyfriend talk seemed most likely. It's not like Will and I were prone to PDA, but it had be somewhat obvious that we were a "couple". I braced myself for the blow.

"Don't scrunch your face like that Ellie. I assure you it isn't anything to do with whatever you're…. Ellie!" I relaxed my face and paid attention.

"Your brother Geoff. Well he'll be coming home for awhile." She sat back in her chair and let the words sink in. She gave a tentative smile back at me. I didn't really care about why he was coming home, only that Will might have to leave our house. That would totally not be cool.

"Why is he coming home? He only has a couple years left." I decided to play it safe and not jump to anything concerning Will first.

"Apparently a lot of college kids take a "break", according to your brother." My mother's finger quotes still hanging in the air. Obviously she was not pleased. She just stared for a minute.

"Mom!" I nodded toward her quoting fingers.

"Oh… sorry." She put her hands down and clasped them in her lap.

"Mom, Will won't have to leave will he?" I blurted out. I couldn't act indifferent any longer. I could tell I was nervous and I knew my mom could too. I was biting my nails.

"Well, I would like to talk you about that…"

"Mom! He can't just leave! He can't go home, no way. I won't let you kick him out." I threw the words at her, before I realized I was yelling. I quickly clasped my hand over my mouth.

My mother was looking at me with a strange expression. She was wide-eyed, a bit bewildered, but somehow calm.

She took a deep breath before continuing.

"Ellie, I had no intention of "kicking out" Will. Not at all, in fact, I just brought you in here to ask if you thought Will would mind moving his stuff up to the attic." My mother gave me mocking smile. My hissy fit had all been for nothing.

I quickly recollected myself and got up from seat.

"You know what Mom? I'll just go ask. Now." I said weakly and sprinted for the stairs, leaving my mother staring after me like she'd seen something remarkably funny.

Despite running to the stairs, I slowed down when I reached them and took each step slowly and quietly.

Will wouldn't mind would he? I mean, yes, he did grow up in practically a mansion, and he had many, many spare rooms in his old house, but Will was humble or at least he was going to have to be.

At least the attic had A/C. That was really the only benefit of potentially living in a, well, a dusty attic.

I paused at his door, my hand resting on the knob. Took a deep breath and strode.

Will was splayed out on his, Geoff's bed. His hands clasped behind his neck and staring up at the ceiling. As soon as I took a step into his room he sat up straight and looked at me with the full force of his blue eyes. God those eyes, they could make ice melt.

He stared after me with a small, but very sweet smile on his face. After a prolonged moment he said my name.

"Hey, Elle." All I could do was stand there. No one could ever completely recover from Will.

He walked over, put his arms around me and kissed me on the forehead.

"Hey, Will. I've got to talk to you." I told him reluctantly, knowing the second I spoke those words he would let go of his hold on me.

"Sure. Ok." He sat on the edge of the bed, his face propped up on his hands. I joined him.

"Well, you know that I have a brother Geoff." I said, not quite sure if it sounded like a question or a statement.

"Yeah…" Will replied his voice trailing. Obviously he had no clue where I was going with this either.

So I took advantage of his silence and started in on the reason I had mentioned Geoff.

"He's taking, an um, break. From college, I mean. And he's coming back home. You know since our stay is going to be a bit longer than we expected. So my mom is wondering if you would mind moving your things to the attic. It's dusty up there nothing an old sock on the hand won't take care of, but hey, you know we've A/C up there. There's an old brass bed frame and the mattress is pretty comfy."

I exhaled and leaned away from him, waiting for his reaction.

He kept staring at the door.

"Oh." He said quietly. He didn't look upset but perhaps a little distant. I looked down at my hands clasped in my lap.

Suddenly, my back was on the bed and Will was hovering over me with a huge grin on his face.

"That's why you looked so nervous." His grin broadening. "Your cute when you get nervous. You blush."

He kissed me promptly. No doubt increasing my supposed "blushing".

"Yeah right, Wagner." I said back, kissing him.

"Ellie?! Ellie!" Will and I both froze as we heard my mother's shrill cry coming from the top of stairs.

I turned my head in the direction of the door and Will suddenly was sitting at the edge of the bed again.

"Mom, I'm…." Having a lot of fun kissing Will at the moment. "discussing the room change with Will." I shouted back, not trying to hide my annoyed tone.

"Oh ok, Honey, I'm just going to go get the fajitas." She called back, as I heard her descend down the steps.

She interrupted us to tell me she was getting fajitas?

Parents.