Chapter 0033
Chapter 0033
Hannah
Seeing Zoe kiss Noah’s cheek so tenderly, so lovingly, had filled me with a rage that made me want to lash out. I wanted to scream, cry, yell and throw things, even resort to my purging pills once more despite the fact th
they had long since been flushed down the toilet.
But I didn’t do any of those things. I don’t love Nooh anymore, I kept telling myself. It shouldn’t matter. Right now, my only goal was to gain enough approval so that when our divorce began, I would have a leg up on the matter.
It was sometime around the afternoon that I caught Noah once again as he was walking out of the banquet hall where tonight’s gala was to be held. He was absorbed in a text on his phone, and almost didn’t even notice me until I literally stepped in his way
“Ahem.”
Noah jerked his head up from his phone and stared at me for a moment. “What is it?” he asked in that usual prickly demeanor of his–a far cry from the sweet words he had said to me last night.
held the menu I was holding out to him. “Here’s tonight’s menu. You said you wanted to see it.”
Noah blinked at me, still seemingly caught off guard by my composed demeanor. “Oh. Uh, yes,
ves, let me
me see
He took the proffered menu, his green eyes scanning the list of dishes. A small crease appeared between his brows as he read. “You’ve made some last minute changes,” he observed, glancing up at me with a frown. “Why? We had the menu set days ago.”
I shrugged one shoulder lightly. “I may have added a few things based on… cravings.” It was true, this morning, I had developed a sudden, unstoppable craving for crab cakes and chocolate mousse–an odd combination, I knew.
I couldn’t decide if it was pregnancy cravings, general food cravings now that my body had gotten the taste of food lately, or perhaps both.
Noah’s frown deepened scowl. “Cravings? Are you trying to be difficult on purpose? This is an
Important event, Hannah.”
Pursing my lips, I simply held his gaze steadily. He always did have a tendency to jump to accusations. But before he could start ranting, I slowly extended my arm, resting my hand on the crook of his elbow.
I felt Noah stiffen at the gentle contact, his words dying on his tongue. Carefully keeping my expression neutral, I traced my fingernails lightly along the sensitive skin of his inner arm. A faint shiver rippled through his frame.
“I thought you would be proud of me,” I murmured, my voice pitched low so only he could hear. “Giving in said to my cravings, trying to eat more. Last night, you
1 know what I said last night,” he snapped.
There was a brief silence, and I maintained my cool expression. Noah’s jaw clenched, but I could see the barest flicker of heat in his gaze as it dropped briefly to my lips. His pupils were blown wide, inky pools of
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We stood there motionless for a long, charged moment before he finally spoke again, his voice low and
strained.
“You’re right. If having certain… Indulgences will help you eat, then I won’t complain.”
A small, triumphant smile curved my mouth. Leaning in, I pressed a lingering kiss to Noah’s opposite cheek–the opposite one from the one that Zoe had kissed earlier that morning. I wasn’t sure why I did it. As I pulled back, I saw a muscle feathering in Noah’s taut jaw, felt the slight tremble of his powerful frame so close to mine. Our gazes met and held, a thousand unspoken words and fiery heat blazing between us. I felt something warm blossom outward from my groin, and I knew I wanted him. I really did.
But I wouldn’t do it.
Before I could make a mistake that I knew I would regret, I turned on my heel and walked away, hips swaying subtly with each step I took. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Noah’s reflection in a shining display case–he was still frozen in place, his gaze burning into my retreating form.
