“Hey. You’re here.” I forced a smile to greet Noah more pleasantly. “I thought you wouldn’t be done ’til nine?”
Noah stepped closer and pulled me into a hug. He set his chin down on top of my head. “We finished earlier,” he said, his voice hoarse.
His body felt heavy, like he was trying to let me carry some of his weight. He seemed tired, but he still made an effort to come to meet me.
I got even more guilty that I couldn’t really appreciate his presence. My mind was flying elsewhere — not to another place, but a person — a man. All those things happened at once when my boyfriend was right in front of me; when I could feel his warmth, which was supposed to give me comfort.
Seriously, Paislee… Get a grip!
“Wanna grab some dinner, or have you eaten already?” he asked with his arms still
