Our Secret [Completed]

Chapter 18

In this bed with Noah is where I belong right now with no weight from the outside world on our shoulders. Locked in this apartment, laying in bed together is all I need to know I'm right where I'm supposed to be. I just wish I had realised it sooner.

Noah's naked sleeping body was turned away from me wrapped up in the duvet and he was snoring lightly. I, on the other hand, was wide awake staring at his bare back remembering our night together, making love to the man I've been in love with for almost two years. The fear that lurked inside of me that anyone I would get close to would take advantage of me has finally been stripped away. There was a constant fear that my relationships would be a repeat of what I had with Brad but now those fears have faded.

I waited most of my adult life for that moment, the moment where I found someone who I trusted fully. Someone who I would spend the rest of my life with. Noah hasn't proposed and there's no telling that we'll be together until the day we die but there's hope and trust between us and that's all I need.

I rolled over and gave Noah a kiss on the shoulder before leaving the warm bed. I slipped on my fluffy dressing gown that hung on the back of my bedroom door and went into the kitchen to make some coffee. A smile permanently covered my face as I loaded some dishes into the dishwasher and gave the living room a quick tidy-up before heading into the shower.

Once showered and dressed in a simple pair of shorts and a cropped hoodie I decided to check on Noah. He was sat up in my bed when I entered my bedroom, the duvet protecting his modesty. His phone was held to his ear and when I walked in he looked up at me.

"Apartment 237," Noah said to the person on the other end of the line and then needed the call.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he threw his phone onto the nightstand.

He smirked, "having my things brought here."

"You're not even going to ask me?" I laughed.

His shoulders slumped, "sorry. I just assumed..."

I ran over to the bed and threw myself at him so that I was straddling his legs, my upper body pressed up against his. In this position, I was slightly taller than him but my lips were still millimetres from his. "Don't apologise, I want you all to myself anyway." I pressed my lips into his.

He flipped me over so that I was laying on the bed beneath him, "so does that mean I can stay?" He said with a grin as if he was a teenager. I nodded and he buried his face into my neck. "You smell good. Did you have a shower without me?" He teased.

The sound of the doorbell ringing interrupted causing us both to laugh. "I'll go," Noah said standing and slipping on his underwear. I admired his chiselled chest as he put on his suit trousers and headed out of the bedroom. From my propped up position, I awaited his return.

A minute or so later he returned with two suitcases in hand trailing behind him. It took me a couple of seconds to comprehend how quickly his suitcases had arrived here, I had just heard him speaking on the phone less than 5 minutes ago.

The sudden realisation hit me and everything about where I live, how Noah knew where to find me and how his things arrived here so quickly came into focus. "Of course," I laughed shaking my head at my own cluelessness.

"What?" Noah said as he stood his suitcases against the wall and walked over to me.

"No wonder this apartment was cheap. How did I miss it! At first I thought it was weird that I was able to live in a penthouse for that amount of money but I just assumed there was some sort of catch I'd missed."