Noah avoided her for two days.
Leighton caught glimpses of him. Leaving early for work. Coming home late. His office door always closed. No midnight texts. No stolen glances across the dinner table.
It was like they'd gone back to the beginning. Strangers sharing a house.
Except now it hurt worse. Because now she knew what his touch felt like. How he tasted. The sound he made when she kissed that spot on his neck.
Friday night, Chloe went out with friends. Left Leighton alone in the house with Noah.
She tried to stay in her room. Tried to focus on apartment listings. On packing. On anything except the man down the hallway who wouldn't talk to her.
At ten, she heard his office door open. Footsteps in the hallway. Then a knock on her door.
She opened it. He stood there in jeans and a
