Alpha Noah
Noah said, setting his mug down with a clink, “favorite movie.”
Emma raised a suspicious brow. “What is this? Are we playing twenty questions now?”
He shrugged, all casual charm. “Could be. Or maybe I’m just trying to figure out if I’m sitting across from someone with actual taste.”
She scoffed and swirled her fork through a lake of syrup. “Rude.”
He grinned wider. “So?”
She took a bite, chewed, and then said, her mouth still half full, “Hunger Games.”
Noah blinked. “Huh.”
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