Chapter 83 Bad Timing
- Hannah
- “You’re embarrassed.” Noah’s low voice ran across the side of my ear, making me flinch. “I can tell from the redness in your cheeks.”
- I recoiled, blinking owlishly up at him as he smirked down at me, one broad palm braced against the wall beside my head. His cheeks were somewhat rosy from drinking, and his breath smelled faintly of sweet champagne.