Natalie
Noah isn't saying a word. His lips are silent. And somehow, that is worse than hearing him speak. My throat is dry, and my heart seems to beat in a rhythm of dread.
I push Felix away. "Get off me."
Felix narrows his eyes but turns his head towards Noah. "Women, am I right?"
Noah doesn't reply. He crosses his arms under his chest, and Felix takes that as a sign to leave. His eyes glance between us. I can tell he wants to know what is going on, but he isn't brave enough to ask.
"I will see you again," Felix says when he is by the stairs. "My feisty yet beautiful Natalie Gracen."
He laughs, and Noah takes a deep breath. He doesn't look happy, and I can already tell he misunderstands the whole situation. There is hurt in his eyes, rage wanting to come out.
I lick my lips. "It's
