Chapter 87
Irina
I reached out and wrapped my arms around Noah's neck from behind, kneeling behind him as he tied his shoes.
"Don't even ask me," he said, kissing me on the arm.
"You don't even know what I want to tell you," I said, sighing.
"I guess it, and the answer is no, Irina," he said, turning to me and looking me in the eye.
His body was tense, and his eyes were filled with anger. It was a bomb ready to explode, and I knew perfectly well who his wrath would be poured out on that day. I couldn't blame him at all—he was right—but I couldn't help but worry.
I sighed and rubbed my nose against his "Can you at least not be too bad?" I asked him softly.
"Bad?" his tone is stunned as if I had given him the worst affront on this planet. "It would be too lenient to be bad."
"OK, th
