Caylee
After dinner, Noah pulls me down onto the couch with his arms wrapped around my chest. He buries his nose in my hair, inhaling deep. “I always love the way you smell. I can’t believe how much I missed you this past week. I’ve gotten used to sleeping next to you too much I guess.”
“Want me to stay tonight?” I didn’t want to admit that I was worried Dad scared him off that night at my place.
“Is there a chance I’d say no to that?” He grins.
“You might have some hot blonde coming by….” I let it trail off and his eyes narrow.
“What hot blonde would you think I’d invite over?”
“Grant.” I deadpan and he scowls hard.
“You think Grant’s hot huh?”
I shrug trying to see how far he’s going to let me push it. We haven’t been able to joke around like this in over a week. I enjoy this pa
