Chapter 8

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Elizabeth POV

I felt like shit for forgetting Noah's birthday.

I was still lying on my bed thinking about the situation and thinking about what to do to make him forgive me.

"Are you still in bed?" Robbie asked from the door.

"I don't have anything important to do today" I replied without looking at him.

"You could prepare lunch" He said in an annoyed tone "It will be two in the afternoon"

"Just order something, I don't feel like cooking" I said irritated by his damn attitude.

"Damn woman, you are fucking useless" Robbie said walking away from the room.

"Dickhead" I said rolling my eyes.

I heard the front door slam shut, but I didn't care.

"What can I do?" I asked myself tapping my chin gently with my index finger "I got it"

My plan was simple. I called Ana Carolina to see if they would be home and And I was lucky that he told me that they were going out and that Noah's siblings were not in the house.

Ana told me that Noah would be going to the gym at 6 pm, so that gave me time to start my plan.

After going through the supermarket, I went directly to the De Oliveira house.

"Use everything you need" Ana said leaving a kiss on my cheek.

"Good luck" Caio said raising both thumbs which made me laugh.

While preparing dinner, I heard the front door close.

"Mãe, estou aqui" I heard Noah say "Mãe...". (Mom, I'm here)

"Hey" I said when he entered the kitchen.

"Hi" He said confused "What are you doing here?"

Ouch.

"Um, well I... I wanted to apologize for yesterday" I said nervously.

"Elizabeth is not necessary" He said leaving his gym bag on the kitchen stool "It's just a birthday"

"But it's your birthday" I said softly.

"It really isn't necessary, I..." He tried to say but I cut him off.

"Let me do this, please" I asked almost begging.

"Okay" He said letting out a sigh "I'll go take a shower and I'll be down right away"

I nodded, Noah took his bag and left the kitchen.

I unconsciously squeezed my legs, seeing Noah in a tank top, shorts, all sweaty, and with his messy hair and that of course made me feel something down there.

"Fuck" I said biting my lower lip as I finished cooking.

When I finished, I set the table and I felt Noah's presence behind me just because of his perfume.

"You're still wearing the same perfume" I said leaving the glasses of red wine on the table.

"It's my favorite" He said softly.

When I turned to him I couldn't help but look at him from head to toe. He was wearing gray pants, a black t-shirt which showed his muscles perfectly, and his favorite vans.

"Dinner is ready" I said looking away feeling my cheeks turn red.

"Let me help you bring the food" He said kindly and I shook my head "Please?"

He convinced me with his doggy eyes and through my head I couldn't help but go through how chivalrous he has always been with me, even when we were little.

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