Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Leah

            I’m not sure if this day can get any more embarrassing.  Waking up in Noah’s arms with my swollen eyes and crazy hair was bad enough, but now I am stuck sitting in my towel on the floor of the empty extra bedroom.  My bag with all of my clothes is sitting in the room with Noah and I am not about to go ask for it.  I let my head fall against the wall behind me and hope that they remember their coffee is getting cold out there sitting on the counter. 

            I don’t have anywhere I need to be until this afternoon, so at least I have that going for me as I adjust the towel again and let my legs slide out in front of me.  Other girls might have gotten angry with him about this little inconvenience, but I knew going into this situation that he attracted bold women.  He is doing me a huge favor letting me stay here and I am a little relieved that I won’t be in the way of his lifestyle.  What I am angry about is the way my heart hurt when his eyes met mine as I left the safety of the bathroom.

            I rub my hands down my face and decide that hanging out in this empty room is going to suck if he and coffee girl plan on being locked up in his room.  I wait about ten minutes longer and then crack the bedroom door open to peek my head out to see if the coast is clear.  When I don’t find anyone in the living room, I make my way out to the couch and grab the remote before sinking down into the cushions and flipping on the TV. 

            I cross my legs and prop my feet up on the table in front of me.  I scan the guide on the TV and quickly decide that The Notebook would not be a great choice right now and opt for a comedy instead.  I reach up and feel my hair knowing that it is going to be a disaster today since I won’t have a chance to blow it dry before the natural curls take over.  I comb my fingers through its length and then twist it tightly and pull it into a knot at the base of my head. 

            The movie is one that I haven’t seen yet and I find myself relaxing enough to even laugh a little.  This is exactly what my soul needs right now.  It isn’t too much longer when I hear Noah’s door open and the coffee girl bounces out a little disheveled.  I don’t look directly at them, but I can see from the corner of my eye that Noah gives her a small peck on the lips and then leaves his room to walk her out. 

            I hold onto my towel as the two of them make their way to the front door.  Coffee girl gives me a small wave and I offer her a smile and a wave in return.  I will never understand how any woman could be ok with being the flavor of the week for some guy, but it isn’t my place to judge so I shrug it off and return my attention to the movie.  I’m going to need my bag from his room, but I have enough respect for myself not to go running in there in my towel while the other girl is still around.  I can wait for their goodbye to be over.

            The couch beside me dips with Noah’s weight and I turn my head to the side when I feel his eyes on me.

            “I’m not sure that hanging around in your towel is such a great idea.”  I love the crooked smile that accompanies this thought and I’m powerless to fight a smile of my own. 

            “It’s not my preferred outfit,” I say as I look down and study the small towel that is wrapped tightly around my body.  “I didn’t really have much of a choice.”  I see the moment when Noah puts the pieces together as to why I am hanging out on his couch in my towel. 

            His head tips back and he rubs his face before turning to me.  “Shit, Leah.  I’m sorry.  I totally forgot we put your bag in there last night.”  I wave off his statement and wiggle down a little lower into the cushion just in time to see a very funny scene in the movie.  A small giggle escapes my lips and I feel his gaze on me again. 

            “I’ll get my bag in a minute.  This movie is cracking me up.  It feels good to laugh again.” 

            “Don’t rush for me,” Noah replies and I know without looking that my favorite smile is on display. 

            “I think it is probably best if I sleep on the couch until my apartment is finished.  I appreciate you offering your bed, but I’m sure you understand why I wouldn’t want to climb into it now.”  I make an exaggerated face of disgust and Noah tips his head back and laughs.

            “We will have plenty of time for me to wash my sheets today.  I don’t want you on the couch.”  His finger traces the skin on my shoulder absently and I know he doesn’t even realize he is doing it as he watches the movie and laughs along with me.

            “Don’t bother.  This couch is amazing and I feel like I have already taken up enough of your time and hospitality.”  I hear my phone ringing from inside his room and I make sure to grip my towel as I stand up.  “I’m going to answer that and get dressed.  I should be out from under your feet in a few minutes.” 
            Noah nods his head and I watch as his eyes dip down to my legs before returning to my face.  He tries not to be obvious about it, but since I am studying his face it is hard for me to miss.  When our eyes meet again I lift a brow and put my hand on my hip.  “I totally saw that.”  He just shrugs a shoulder and quietly dares me to say something further.  I won’t.  It feels good to be desired and right now my self-esteem could use all the help it can get.  I turn around and make my way to his bedroom door.  Before I open it I turn to Noah, “I’ll be home around 5 if you want to take another shot at the videos.”

            “It’s a date,” he says before putting his feet up on the table and sinking into the couch.  “There’s an extra key to the door hanging on the hook in the kitchen.  Take it just incase I’m not home.  Come and go as you please, my house is your house.” His lips tip up as he stretches his arms wide like a king showing his kingdom.  I lightly pull at the bottom of my towel and dip a small curtsy before stepping into his room and closing the door behind me. 

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