Chapter 93

NOAH

The next week, Noah balanced two to-go cups of coffee on his arm as he unlocked the door to Blackwater Restoration. It was early, but he’d bet his last paycheck that Camille was already in her office.

The bell chimed above the door as he entered, and Camille peeked her head out of the office doorway before he’d taken five steps.

“Morning,” she greeted him. “You’re here early.”

Noah’s heartbeat fluttered in his chest. He’d never get used to her beauty. It knocked him on his rear end every time he saw her. Her dark hair hung in waves over her shoulder, and her straight nose slanted down toward her thin lips.

“Morning, sunshine.”

Camille met him by the register, and he extended one of the cups to her. She lit up with a smile that filled her whole face. The mounds of her cheeks lifted, and her eyes almost squinted with the expression.

“And that’s how I know you’re special.”

He wasn’t sure where this was going, but he was more than happy to follow. “How?”

“You make me smile before I’v