Hannah
The town car pulled up to the curb outside an upscale restaurant downtown, its sleek lines and modern architecture gleaming under the soft glow of the streetlamps. The Eclipse. I found myself eyeing the place with a mixture of apprehension and begrudging curiosity; Noah hadn’t taken me here before.
Just what kind of event was this, exactly?
Noah stepped out first, straightening his tuxedo jacket as the driver came around to open my door. He held out his hand to help me out, and I took it warily, still half-expecting his usual gruff demeanor to snap back into place at any moment.
But he simply gave my fingers a gentle squeeze before gesturing toward the restaurant’s entrance with a slight dip of his chin. “Shall we?”
With a small huff, I allowed him to tuck my han
