Chapter 0165

Chapter 0165

Her health… She had put on a bit of weight lately, which was a good thing. Noah had been watching her belly in particular, though. If she was pregnant, she hadn’t begun to show yet–but Noah would notice

whenever she did.

Unless they got divorced before that happened.

The bell rang loudly, signifying the end of the first fight. Noah snapped his attention back to the group as Drake, Hannah, and Zoe turned to him.

Drake held up his empty beer bottle. “I need a refill,” he said, shaking the bottle slightly. “Anything for the ladies?”

Zoe shrugged. “Another beer for me.”

Drake nodded. “Beer for Zoe, and Hannah, I’m getting you a soft pretzel whether you like it or not. Got it?” Hannah giggled coyly, causing Noah to bristle. “Sure, I’ll take a pretzel. And a diet soda, too?”

alcohol for

Noah?” Drake asked then. “I

to vomit, he begrudgingly agreed. They walked over to the food stands together and Drake put in their order for three beers, a soda,

for their food, “how’s

“What business

shrugged, seemingly unaffected by Noah’s bitterness. “Hannah just seems a bit sad lately, that’s all. And I’d be lying if I said that she didn’t mention you two are having

pressure go up at that. Had Hannah


Drake continued, “I just wanted to ask if you’re doing alright. Hannah’s a good woman. Maybe

Drake’s shirt into his fist and pushing him up against the wall. His upper lip curled back

into saucers. “Noah, what the

a moment, the only sounds between them were that of their harsh breathing. Noah tightened his grip on Drake’s shirt, grateful for the chaotic

in surrender, “Hannah is

eyes flashing with hatred. “Don’t try

business.” bullshit me. I know your angle.

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