***Lisa's POV***
Cuddling up to Noah's warm body and breathing in his scent of spiced rum and rain helped calm my nerves. I held onto him tightly, not wanting to let go.
"Are you okay? You're trembling," Noah asked, lifting my chin to meet his gaze. His blue eyes held concern.
"No, she loves you!" Raven interrupted loudly.
"Raven! That's not helping right now," I snapped back.
She continued to tease: "Lisa and Noah sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G. First comes LOVE, then comes...BOW CHICA WOW WOW!"
"Raven, please! I feel like I'm gonna throw up."
"I'm just messing with you," Raven laughed.
"Honey?" Noah's voice brought me back.
"Yes?" I replied, pushing aside Raven's teasing songs.
"I asked if you were okay?"
He gently ran his fingers through my hair, worry etched on his face.
