His long and slender fingers were tapping away on the keyboard. He looked very handsome and adorable even in his corporate wear. Of course, there was a cup of coffee on the table too. His attention was distracted by the ringing of his phone. He frowned and slid his fingers across the screen to take the call.
"Hello dear. Good afternoon."
"Afternoon."
Her enthusiastic greeting contrasted sharply with his cold and distant reply. She was taken aback and didn't speak. The silence lingered and no one said anything. Noah went back to his keyboard.
"Noah?"
"Are you still on the line? I'm sorry. How are you?"
"Why did you sound so cold in the beginning?" she questioned trying to act coquettish.
"Work stress. I was busy, that's why."
"Alright. Baby I met with the fashion designer."
"Oh!
