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I peek over my shoulder, and my breath hitches as I lock eyes with a stranger. A blue-eyed stranger. A blue so deep, like a tropical stormy ocean’s night. No, that’s not right. They’re more like midnight. Like when the moon is at its brightest in the sky, casting a shadow over the dark sea. Or is it metallic blue, like a rainbow fish?
Ahhhhhh in comes the love interest!!!
Nothing forces a man to face his feelings for a woman more than the interest of another man. I’m not sure if that’s what’s happening here but bless you, Noah Riley, for your man knowledge. You might be the very reason I get everything I’ve ever wanted.
The best forshadowing ever!
Sighing in exhausted satisfaction, I know I’ll never forget this night. I had no idea just how much I’d come to wish I could…
Uh oh.
“He doesn’t see me, Noah. Not like I wanted him to.” “He sees you.” Noah’s steady gaze floats across my face. “How could he not?”
Noah didn’t only come here to check on me; he came to take care of me.
This man is the book boyfriend of the century!
I want someone’s all. I want someone’s all and absolutely nothing less.
Trust me... Noah will give that to you girl.
He kind of reminds me of home. And that… is kind of scary.
Noah’s my friend. We’re friends. Friends don’t look at friends this way…
Im dead.
“I’m a smart man, Juliet,” he whispers, his gaze dropping to my lips. “Only a fool would let you go once they had you where they wanted you.”
SHUT UP!
A minute or two later, I look up, catching Mason’s eyes in the rearview mirror. He stares at me, looks to my seat belt, and then his attention goes back to the road ahead, his mouth curling into a small smile as he does. Something inside me settles right then, only I’m not so sure what it is.
Awwwww Mason approves of her and noah :')
“Do you want to kiss me?” I rush out, and then I freeze. So does he. He doesn’t move, blink, or breathe. Noah stares at me, deep into my eyes, and swallows hard. “Since I met you.”
SHUT UP NOW AHHHHH
Noah Riley is a good-ass man. What if he was my man?
By the time he goes home, it’s after three in the morning, and before I’ve got the door locked behind him, I’m already looking forward to next time.
No way they talked all night. Cryinggggggg
