Hannah
The room was mostly dark once Noah closed the door, but I still felt just as exposed. My toy continued vibrating beneath the sheets, my fingers fumbling to shut it off.
“Get out!” I growled, my embarrassment quickly turning into anger when he just stood there, staring at me. “What are you doing in here?”
Noah continued to stand there for several long moments without a word, his tall form nearly lost amongst the shadows. I finally managed to shut off my toy and prop myself up on my elbows, glaring at him.
“I heard noise,” he said, taking a step forward. “You’re keeping me awake.”
I felt my cheeks flush a deep shade of red. “Sorry, okay? Can you give me some privacy now?”
Of course, Noah didn’t react—not to my words, at least. Instead, he crossed the room in a
