Noah's POV.
“Oh, you never mentioned that,” she said, turning to look at me.
I had wanted to tell her about my lunch with the investors, but she seemed preoccupied, lost in thoughts, and stressed out lately.
So I decided to keep the information to myself.
“I guess I forgot,” I said with a shrug, then stood up, walked to the dressing table, and sprayed a mix of Dior and Chanel perfumes. After that, I approached her and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
Noticing how shy she became after the kiss, it was clear she hadn’t gotten over the tension between us from last night. I decided to let her be for a moment, but soon I saw her shyness shift to worry.
Her brows furrowed, and her gaze dropped. Just as I was about to ask what was wrong, she spoke up first.
“Are you okay? You seem stre
