Noah Anderson Novels & Stories

Grabbing my sunglasses, I burst out of the door and stood on the edge of my small porch, bouncing on my toes as I waited for the truck to come to a halt. "Happy moving day!" Noah's grin was wide as he swung down from the driver's seat. His easy grace and lithe movements always impressed me; he was such a big guy, all solid muscle and incredible strength. He'd told me once that part of his training included ballet and yoga, because the position he played on the football field required agility. I could totally see that.

And that wasn’t late because he didnt need to press the doorbell again. "Ohh Conrad. You are back from SOTUS hmm. Come. Dad is waiting too". She nudged him to come inside but startled on her place when she saw the Rover parked in the garage instead of Conrad's Audi. She turned to see Conrad and before she could ask, she saw Noah stepping out of the car. He was careful, guilty, embarrassed but determined. Something that Conrad loved about him. If he decided something he won’t step back. "Mom. Meet Noah Vaughn. My fiancé". He held Noah's hands effectively showing the rings they wear. His mother was yet to speak anything.

Biting my bottom lip, I dialed the woman’s number, returning her call “Inna…” “Where the fuck are you? I’ve been…” “She was with me, mom” Nathan said, walking out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His wet hair dripped on his shoulders, and I could see water droplets sliding down his chest “we couldn’t call because we were a bit too busy”

I nod in relief. "I should shower," I say, making to push past him. I take four shaky steps towards the glass shower, using the wall to help me. "Andrea," Will says, coming up behind me, "I think I should help you." I rotate to face him, "I don't need help." He smirks at me knowingly, "Really? Cause your standing on an angel and I doubt you could take your shirt off by yourself."