After another hot session in Jack's car, Noah felt something different than normal. The past six months had been felt amazing, but seeing Jack adjusting his top before walking into Noah's home for dinner made him feel guilty.
"Before dinner, do you mind if I show you something in my room?" Noah asked.
"Really? After all this time, you feel the need to be coy about this?"
"No, idiot. I legitimately have something to show you." Noah and Jack rushed up the stairs towards Noah's room before the rest of the family noticed they had arrived. Noah pulled the Journal out from under his bed and handed it to Jack.
"I didn't specifically mean to change everything. It kind of just happened" Noah said as Jack inspected the pages, confused. As Noah talked, he nervously adjusted the waist of his pants.
"I don't understand what this is."
Noah did his best to explain the situation to Jack, but Jack still didn't look like he understood. "So, that's how it is. I want to continue being your girlfriend, but I don't feel comfortable continuing this without you knowing about the journal. I'm letting you decide where we go from here. It's only fair I give you the final say."