Noah's POV
"I don't want to leave with her," I whispered to Kiera.
The two of us were cuddled together on the couch, the rest of them were scattered around my living room and were talking as we waited for the food to arrive. Because, according to Cameron, you couldn't have the annual Mario kart tournament without food. And, he was indeed right.
Iona and Zio had somehow turned up too, I was beginning to think that they were slowly joining our weird little group, not that I minded. They were actually quite fun, and the girls were happy that there was another girl they could hang out with.
"I know, baby," Kiera replied, as she kissed my neck slowly.
The flutter with Kiera had died. And I think she knew it too. But with me, it had reappeared . . just not with Kiera.
With the person I
