I’m starting to leave things at his place. A hair tie on the bathroom counter. My cheap strawberry shampoo in his shower. One of my old hoodies folded on the chair because I got cold one night and he gave me his, so I left mine behind. Little pieces of me are spreading through his big, clean penthouse like I belong here.I keep telling myself I don’t.It’s a Thursday night. I finished cleaning early and came straight over. Noah opens the door still in his work shirt, tie loose, looking tired but happy to see me. He kisses me hello like it’s the most normal thing in the world.We eat pizza on the couch, legs tangled, some cooking show on in the background. He laughs at something I say about a customer at the diner, and the sound makes my stomach flip.After, we take a long shower together. Water hot, steam everywhere. His hands slide over my wet skin, soaping my back, then my front. He spends extra time on my breasts—always does—thumbs circling until I’m leaning against the tile, breat
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