Noah frowned, and his hand stilled from where it had been still running through Candice's hair.
"What is it?"
Candice's heart picked up its pace again, it was as if something really dark had just passed Noah's mind.
And then to prove her suspicion, he dropped his hands. He took a step back and said lightly
“There, you’re ready. “
It was like something had changed, shifted, or as if he knew what was the real reason why she’d had to cut her hair.
Canice searched his face, still puzzled.
“Ready? What?”
“The coat and everything. “
“Oh, oh...the coat, right. Thank you. You didn’t have to. “
Maybe she'd imagined everything that had passed between them in the last minute and she had to go back to reality.
Realty in which Noah had almost kissed her but hadn't.
His coat smelled li
