Chapter 21

Vanessa sensed him come in. She wanted to ask him why he thought he had the right to be rude on a whim but all coherent thought flew out the window. Noah was staring at her lazily, arms folded across his chest, the bulk of his chest moved at a steady pace. Noah Abel clothed was a sight to behold, but Noah only with a towel wrapped around his hips was close to the annihilation of structured desire and descend into instinctive madness.

He was the first to speak, “How did it feel? To drown a car.”

Noah was relieved to see his Ms.Flynn in flesh. Present, slightly appalled, mostly fascinated by his lack of clothes. He had allowed her a few minutes to get comfortable with his state of skin display but he was done being kind. She hadn’t afforded the same comfort to him when Evan had took her for a joy ride in a bloody car. Literally, the car he had bled out in. Even if it was Evan’s idea, Vanessa had the brains and the brawn to say no to him.

Vanessa opened and closed her mouth like a fis