The side of my right cheek rested on my fist as a smile slowly formed on my lips. I sat on the stool, hanging out on the kitchen counter while watching Noah standing in front of the stove. He was cooking pan-seared steak for the both of us.
While busy with the steak, Noah quickly turned my way. He flashed a smile before he focused on cooking again.
I sighed dreamily as I continued to stare at him.
Honestly, I never thought that we would be able to spend our time peacefully and comfortably like this. That night, I knew we were already hanging at the edge of the clip with only our fingers left holding for support.
I had already braced myself for the fall. I knew we would eventually break apart in our next meeting. I was sure that we wouldn’t be able to push ourselves up and save our dyin
