"Really?"

"Yes, do you accept?"

"Hell yes," I said jumping into her arms and she kissed me. My heart could just burst with happiness.

"Dude, seriously stop. I don’t wanna see my sister making out," David exclaimed.

"Yeah like I didn’t catch you making out with Jackie Smilly a couple of weeks ago."

"Shhh, not so loud," he said and blushed, "it wasn’t what it looked like Bette. She’s just this cheerleader. We were studying Tina!"

"Whatever little brother, what’s up?"

"We’re hungry, is the food ready yet."

"Yes, we’re about to bring it out," Bette said and he smiled and walked outside.

We set the food up and everyone started eating. We listened to music and talked, and my friends actually liked my brothers even though they’re annoying teenage boys. We all gathered in the living room to watch a movie. After a while Ben and David fell asleep and everyone else left. Bette and I were left cuddling on the couch, and soon I heard my computer ringing. I jumped up quickly and answered it.

"Hey little sister!"

"Tim! I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too Tina, how are you?"

"I’m great, so great."

"I’m glad. Where are you boo," he asked not recognizing the room I was in. I panicked a bit, I hadn’t told him I was seeing someone yet. I figured I should just tell him.

"I’m at Bette’s place."

"Who’s Bette?"

"Um, well, she’s my girlfriend."

"You’re what?! And you’re at her house alone!?"

"No, Ben and David are here, we had a pool party earlier."

"I don’t want you there by yourself," he said.

"Tim, quit getting all big brothery on me. I am an adult, in an adult relationship."

"I’m just trying to protect you."

"I know, but I don’t need protection from her. I would never put myself in a position with a person that I felt uncomfortable with or untrustworthy, nor would I do that to our little brothers. You know that."

"Yeah, I know. I just worry," he said and I gazed at Bette who was trying hard to not pay attention, "Is she near by?"

"Yeah, she’s in the living room, I’d really like you to meet her."

"I would very much like to meet her."

"Please Tim, be nice, I really really like her."

"Ok!"

I went over to Bette and gestured for her to come over. She was a little reluctant, but I pulled her by her hand anyway. I brought a chair over and I sat down, she hesitated and I patted the chair next to me, and she sat.

"Hi, I’m Bette Porter."

"Pleased to meet you Bette, I’m Tim," he says and gives her a mini salute with his two fingers.

"Was there something you’d like to ask me? Something you’d like to talk about concerning Tina and I?"

For the next almost hour Bette had spilled her life to Tim. She talked about her upbrining, her education and her work. He was very impressed that she was such an achieved artist at such a young age. Her age was also a topic he wanted to talk about. He wasn’t too concerned with it because our father was almost ten years older than our mother. He was just wanting to make sure I was ok with it. After that we talked about different things, from Muse to giant robots to my love and almost obsession with Superman to art.

After a while Tim had to let us go, it was nearly time for bed and he liked to read before sleeping. I wished him a goodnight, as did Bette and we signed off. I smiled at her and gave her a kiss, she had successfully met all my immediate family and they loved her. The hard part, for her, was over. Now all I had to do was meet her parents. As nerve racking as it sounded I was anxious about it. Although she hadn’t said anything about it, but I’d be ready when she was.

We cuddled up and watched the rest of our movie, the last twenty-four hours had been amazing. I was sure that I was falling for her. Hopefully the same was happening to her. I didn’t want to push anything or rush it. But I was anxious for the future, I really saw her in my future. As I sat there I thought of where we’d be in ten years, twenty years. Hopefully, we’d still be together.