Chapter 12: Bar Date (2)
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“Are you saying I want you?” Silvia asked with a clearly suggestive sounding voice while leaning in closer to the man and holding onto his hand at the top of the bar counter.
“Haha… I wouldn’t dream of it.” Noah shook his head, although in his mind he was confident he was way beyond her in a way. It was part of his somewhat narcissistic nature. ‘She still thinks she’s being playful this omega…’ Noah cursed inside his mind yet kept a gentle and somewhat even flirtatious smile on his face.
“See… your friend said I’m out of your league… though in truth I believe you’re out of mine.” Now continued, his voice sounding somewhat embarrassed to admit it. 'Ugh... This lip service is getting on my nerves.' He thought to himself.
“W-well… I don’t really…” Silvia was
