Celia had just done a cursory examination of her stock of food—cursing the fact she hadn’t been to the market in far too long—when the door buzzer sounded.She strode across to the call box and mashed the button. “That you, Noah?”“Yep, buzz me in?”A few seconds later, Noah walked in, and she smiled her welcome.“I know that smile,” he said suspiciously. “That’s a smile that says you lured me here under false pretenses. You don’t have any food, do you?” “Weeeell, no. But I did just order pizza.”“You’re forgiven, but I refuse to have a reasonable discussion until it gets here.” She laughed and punched him on the arm when he flopped on the sofa next to her. “If I didn’t need a favor from you, I’d make you pay for it.” His expression grew serious. “So what is this favor, anyway?”“Oh, no. I’m not asking you for anything until you have a full stomach. Again, since you ate not even three hours ago.”He grunted but didn’t offer any argument. His stomach was too important.He reached for
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