Noah's POV Fuck. I'm exhausted. As I stand in a room full of tech and business people, I yawn again. "Dude, what is up with you? At least turn away or cover your mouth when you yawn." "I had a long night last night." And he didn't. "With a very beautiful woman." "Fuck off." Adam's anger makes this all so much sweeter. I grab his shoulder, my fingers gripping him hard enough for him to know not to move. "We spent all night together but didn't sleep. If you know what I mean." His face of disgust is completely worth it. "There is seriously something wrong with you." But that's the thing, there isn't. I thought that too for many years, went to therapy, took medication for depression, OCD, anxiety. While everyone continued to try to figure out what was 'wrong with me', I decided to accept myself for who I am. "Here's the thing, there is nothing wrong with me. And you see tha
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