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Those baby blues popped open again She stared at hi his jawline

Noah rerab her up and kiss the hell out of her He shook hi her when she could have been tracking him to kill him for…

A tear slipped from her eye and rolled down her cheek “Do I know you?”

He let out a disgusted sigh They had just co that?”

“Because you look familiar, but…not?”

Noah taht be harder and take longer than he’d previously thought “Why don’t I feed you sos”

She blinked her eyes as she swiped the tear away “Why do you seem so…”

He waited So…? So what?

Then she nodded “I ary”

At least she was following current questions now He chuckled as he stood up “Ok, I will be back in a few minutes What kind of soup do you like?”

Her gaze took its ti from his calves, up to his waist then fro at his face Those blue orbs ide again “Wow, you are so tall”

He fought the s at his lips “Yes, been that way for a while So what kind of soup?”

Her eyes remained on his face “Soup?”

Noah knew he needed to be gentle for once Not lose his focus or let frustration lead his actions Careful After all, she couldn’t help the state she was in So he spoke slowly as if she were a small child, “What… kind of soup… do you like?”

She worried her lip with her teeth as she concentrated

He decided to help her a little “I have tomato, chicken noodle, chicken rice, navy bean, potato, cream of—”

Her eyes grew big again “Do you own a restaurant or do you just collect a variety of soups for kicks?”

He stared at her Then again, he chuckled She said the dauard He wasn’t at all used to this “I store and collect a lot of things up here I have to”