Eliana POV

Noah sits across from me, behind a desk at I stare at the side of his face.

The heat thing ended somewhere last night and my injures had healed as well. Just in time for this meeting or whatever Noah's calling it.

The purple dress Alyssa gave me was an upgrade from whoever's t-shirt I wore for three days in bed.

Now that I've showered, brushed my teeth, and freshened up a bit, I'm presentable. Alyssa has a ton stuff in her office.

Noah looks out his window, leaning against the back of his chair and I wait for him to speak.

My eyes trail down his jaw...