Noah Princeton

Chapter 25

I stare at the tiny house in awe. Noah turned to me and smiled brightly. "Follow me." We walked up to it and he opened the door. It went open with a creak. He held the door for me and I walked in. There was a couch with plastic on it and a chair. There was a staircase that went up. On the outside, you would think it was only one floor. There were a fireplace and a mini-fridge. A built-in tiny sink. Along with a small room for the bathroom. It amazed me that he thought of all this. We went upstairs to see a twin size bed that was in perfect shape. There was a huge window that looked off into the back of the house. A tiny dresser filled with journals from when he stayed here. The house was perfect and looked perfect for not being touched for 7 years. I traced my fingertips on the canvas on the wall. It was a painting of a deer with the woods painted in its eyes. The bottom of the canvas was signed with N.P. 

"I wasn't aware you were an artist." I breathed as I looked at the drawing next to it with a boy staring out a window. 

"I'm not an artist. I used to be but that time is gone. Now I'm going to be a businessman with a childhood dream." I turned to him and folded my arms. 

"What childhood dream? To be a doctor?" He lets out a small laugh. 

"No my other one. I wanted to be an artist with a museum in my creation. I wanted my artwork to hang on the walls of another one of my artworks. Back then everything was so simple. I was able to be who I wanted but the moment money was involved that went away. I just wish that money wasn't who I was to people. Sometimes I look in the mirror expecting to see my bank account number hovering above my head for the world to see." 

"Well if it's there I don't see it." He looks at me and smiles. 

"One of the things I like about you is when it comes to people you don't look at their wallets. You look at what kind of person they are." I looked down. 

"Well, that's because you haven't open your wallet to me yet." I joked. He chuckled causing me to laugh with him. He wraps his arms around my waist and I smile up at him. "Noah you aren't your parents. You are welcome to do anything you want. You are able to be who you want to be." He lets out a sigh. 

"I wish it was that simple." I place a kiss to his cheek. 

"It can be." He smiled. He looks down for a second and looks back up at me. 

"What was it that upset you earlier?" I take a deep breath and walk over to the bed to sit down. He walks over and sits down next to me. 

"Vivian got jealous because you were hanging out with me and not her." He gave me a confused look. 

"It upset you that I am giving you the attention and not her?" I shake my head. 

"No, what upset me was the fact that she brought up my father. Everyone brings him up like it's not a hard situation to talk about. I get it. To the real world, I'm a 24-year-old virgin with daddy issues. But to me, he left me when I needed him the most. He walked away like I wasn't even his daughter. To have your parent look at you like you mean nothing to them is the kind of pain that lasts a lifetime." Noah places his hand on my thigh and I look at him. He gives me a small smile. 

"He was foolish to walk away. You are an amazing woman. You never would have gotten to be the person you are today if he didn't walk away." I let his words sink in and I gave him a small smile. 

"One of the other reasons why her words upset me was because she said that my bank account could never fit in your world. I wasn't trying to overstep. I just really enjoy your company." 

"You never could overstep. You don't have to change to be around me. I like you just the way you are." I let out a scuff. 

"Ironic considering she said that you could never like someone like me." He chuckles. 

"She has no idea how wrong she is about that." I searched his eyes looking for what he meant by that. He placed his lips on mine softly and I gladly kissed him back. He started leaning us back so my back was pressed to the bed. His lips still on mine. I pulled back breathless. I look at him for a few seconds as he desperately tried to push the cloud of lust out of his eyes. I leaned up and kissed him catching him off guard. He kissed me back harshly and I smiled. He pulled back and pressed his forehead to mine. "Hope, you need to slow down." He breathed. I looked into his eyes as he looked into mine. 

"I don't want too." He gave me a surprised look. 

"Don't make a decision you can't come back from." He whispered. I gave him a smile. I leaned up once more and kissed him again.  "Hope," I pulled back and gave him a confused look. 

"I thought this is what you wanted?" I asked. He placed his hand on my cheek as he smiled. 

"It is but I want to make sure it's something you want." I placed my hand over his and looked into his eyes. 

"I want you." He searched my eyes and took a deep breath. 

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I nod. He takes a dry swallow and opens the small dresser next to the bed and pulls out a condom. He sets it on top of the dresser and looks back at me. "We are going to start off slow and if you decide this is what you want, you grab it." I look at it for a second and look back at him. 

"Okay,"