Noah was cool. He had dimples and baby-blue eyes. A gentle smile and a sweet voice. What was there not to like?

Yet, Bailey found herself so bored and on the verge of dozing off.

“I'm boring you, right?”

“Uh…no. You're very…um…entertaining and…” Bailey trailed off, looking so embarrassed. She couldn't deny that he was so boring.

“You don't need to force a conversation. I understand.”

Noah smiled at her genuinely. He never looked at her in a lewd manner but with nothing less of adoration.

“You know what? How about we reach a compromise?”

“Okay…”

“How about we get so drunk and lose ourselves on the dance floor? I...