Alex's POV:
"You have a nice house, Noah," I said as Charlie parked in front of the two-story blue house with white fences.
"Thanks," Noah replied, stepping out of the car, followed by the rest of us. A woman in her late thirties rushed out of the front door, her strawberry blonde hair in a bun and an apron on.
"My baby boy is home!" she exclaimed, pulling Noah into a hug.
"Imagine when he goes to college," Elliot muttered.
"Mom," Noah blushed.
"Oh, where are my manners? I'm Susan. It's nice to meet you all. Noah never brings anyone over—he didn't have friends during his first two years of high school," she said, making us laugh at Noah's embarrassment.
"I'm Charlie, and this is Elliot and his cousin Alex," Charlie introduced us.
"Aw, you're so pretty," she said, her brown eyes spa
