Three years after his mother's death, Noah Reed is lost once again. Unsure of where to go after running from his problems for so long, he ends up back home, wanting a place to finally settle down. He's ready to tie up loose ends and to try and corre...
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Waking up in Noah's arms after having fallen asleep with him in his Ford was not how I had planned to start my morning.
Needless to say, things had been a little more than awkward when Noah stirred at my movements, both of us hastily dressing and ignoring the fact that we'd just shamelessly slept together hours before, choosing to dismiss the problem. I hadn't even told Noah goodbye when he dropped me off at the new apartment I recently started sharing with Jess, quickly hurrying to get away from him without so much as a glance over my shoulder.
So here I am now, rushing to get myself ready for the wedding I have to attend in less than three hours. I'm in my bedroom while Jess sits on my bed, staring at me in shock, because of course I screwed up and told her what I'd done. Any chance Noah and I had at being "friends" is most definitely ruined now, and I don't know how on earth I'm going to walk down the aisle with him in a matter of hours.
"I can't believe this," Jess mumbles to herself as I try my best to cover the hickeys on my neck and collarbone with concealer.
"You and me both, Jess," I mutter bitterly, upset and ashamed with myself. I don't even want to think about what I allowed to happen with Noah last night, yet the more I try to push the memories to the back of my mind, the clearer they become.
It doesn't help matters that I can't seem to forget how it felt to be held by Noah again, his touch still lingering on my skin. Closing my eyes, I recall the fog that had covered the windows as my eyes had rolled to the back of my head, feeling Noah in places I wasn't aware he could reach.
"What are you going to do when you see him today?" Jess questions as I pull my dress on, a floor-length gown of light pink material.
Bending down to put my scrappy black heels on, I release a breath of frustrated air as I admit, "I have no idea, Jess. I don't want to think about it."
"Hey," Jess says softly, "don't let it stress you out, okay? I mean, this is Noah we're talking about. He loves you. Besides, it's not like this hasn't happened before."
I roll my eyes as Jess beams ruefully. I turn to face my reflection in the mirror, adjusting my wavy hair as I check my makeup, trying to collect myself before I have to go out and face the day.
Turning to Jess once again, I inhale a deep breath before forcing a smile and asking, "You ready to go?"
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a/n: i'm back with another midnight update hehe
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