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Noah loosened his hold on me and looked into my eyes. He was about to kiss me when we heard a harp wail from Ava who was now clutching Noah’s trouser leg. I sighed in disappointment and sat on the couch, taking the girl in my arms.

“You chose her over me,” I complained. Jokingly, of course. How could I worry about that?

Noah sat next to me and planted a light kiss on my eager lips. it was so short but it lit an inferno in my starved body. I just wanted him ri