Betrothed
His expression was priceless, a mix of disbelief and amusement.
“Since Mr. Gordon isn’t going to do this, shall we record you losing?” I teased, relishing the moment.
After a resigned sigh, he picked up his phone and dialed Mike’s number. “I love you, Mike...” he said, and I burst into hysterical laughter at Mike’s bewildered response, which echoed around the room.
“Are you drunk?” Mike’s voice came through, laced with confusion.
“Shut up and take it as it is...” Noah said before hanging up, an amused yet serious look on his face. I could see he was trying to mask his embarrassment, but it only made me laugh harder.
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