Chapter 29

Noah

I don't understand. Natalie seemed to like what she saw yesterday when she walked into my office. I stood naked before her—I flirted with her. Yet the little vixen has now downloaded Tinder.

What did I do wrong?!

Did I not please her after all? Is that why she ran home so quickly? Do I look weird down there or something?

Or was I too harsh in the way I behaved?

I DON'T UNDERSTAND, AND IT'S KILLING ME!

I slurp on my latte in my misery, lifting the cup higher to give a little cheer to Natalie when she catches me spying on her from my office window. She narrows her fierce eyes, and I grimace—great, I've officially reached stalker-level creepiness.

Natalie goes back to swiping on her phone. She is on break, and suddenly I wish I had Tinder. I want to see her reaction to my picture. Would she swipe left or right?

Probably left...

I drink more of the glorious caffeine-filled latte. After Natalie made me discover the wonder of a vanilla latte, I had to buy an expensive machine that know