Emma

I choked and almost spilled my drink. “What?” I looked up at him.

“He was glaring down at me the whole time, not at Olivia’s boyfriend, just me. And I could have sworn his glare intensified when I took your hands…”

My cheeks heated up. No, that couldn’t be right. Noah couldn’t be jealous. I shook my head and wiped my lips. No way I was getting my hopes up over this. He had been pretty clear, he didn’t want me.

He thought of me as his younger sister, and even when I pulled my clothes off in front of him, he wasn’t fazed. He had run away instead....