Testing my sanity
Pouring sugar into my cup, I stirred the coffee, the clinking of the spoon against porcelain offering a brief respite from the heavy atmosphere.
"Let me guess, your favorite genre is mafia romance," he said, a sly smile tugging at his lips. I scowled, trying to keep my emotions guarded. Dark romance and reverse harem were my guilty pleasures, secrets I hadn't even shared with Daniel, and definitely not with this stranger before me. The thought of revealing my intimate reading preferences to Noah felt vulnerable, almost exposing.
"You're practically living in one, why not indulge in something like Margot Robbie falling in love with her bodyguard?" he continued, the smugness in his expression
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