Back inside, I gently touched Noah's arm. "You heard all of that?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Are you upset that I said so much to him?"
Noah looked down at me and smiled. "It's better that you cleared the air. I know you won't go back to him." He took my hand. He didn't question me or get angry.
When I was with Adrian, I had to study his every word and every look, terrified that the smallest mistake would test his patience. But Noah showed me that loving someone didn't have to be so exhausting.
Lowering my gaze, I said softly, "Thank you, hubby."
He stopped walking. "What did you call me?"
My face heated, and I looked away. "Forget it if you didn't hear me."
"I heard you," he answered, then softened his voice. "Will you say it again?"
I looked at him. He'd been so calm while protecting me at our
