Beautiful. He thinks I’m beautiful. I had heard that all my life from my family, my friends, and the men I both dealt with and didn’t give the time of day, but hearing it from him had butterflies swimming in my stomach like a tornado. I forced myself to snap out of the trance he had me in. “Well, Mister….” “Noah,” he answered and extended his hand. “Noah Tate.”
IT’S OUR MANNNNNN
