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 Hannah,

Noah?” Drake asked then. “I

to the food stands together

Drake said as they waited for their food, “how’s everything going? With

an eyebrow, “What business is that of yours?”

bitterness. “Hannah just seems a bit sad lately, that’s all. And I’d be lying if I

Had Hannah


doing alright. Hannah’s a good woman. Maybe we can talk about it, man

and before he knew it, he was curling the front of Drake’s shirt into his fist and pushing him up against the wall. His upper lip curled back to reveal his fangs, and he snarled, “I know you’re trying to fuck my wife,

eyes widened into saucers. “Noah, what

Noah tightened his grip on Drake’s shirt, grateful for the chaotic

hands up in surrender, “Hannah is my friend. I’m just trying to help.

eyes flashing with hatred. “Don’t

your own business.” bullshit me. I know your angle.

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