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“It was no problem at all. And don’t worry about those things under your bed and in your closet. I’m sure all guys have them.”

Noah looks confused causing her to laugh before swatting him playfully on the chest.

“Just kidding, big guy. Jeremy kept me on the first and second floors. I didn’t get to go snooping through your attic room. What’s up there anyway?”

“Sex toys, cocaine, used condoms, and rubber chickens,” he says seriously, and I swear to God I almost burst out laughing.

“Wh…What? Rubber chickens? Is that some sort of weird sex thing? Are you serious?” she asks, looking disgusted.

Noah tries to hold in his laughter, but he can’t. The look on Jenna’s face is priceless.

“No. Jesus Christ. I don’t use condoms,” he laughs before turning to wink at me.

“Oh, great. Willow, you'd better be careful or else you’ll have two of these running around soon.”

She jabs him in the chest with her finger before turning back to the counter to grab a plate and hand it to him.

“Seriously though, thank you for cooking breakfast. After we eat, Willow and I are going to get some much-needed sleep.”

“After you tell me everything,” Jenna says, quickly spinning toward me with another plate in hand.

“Yes, after I tell you everything. This looks really good. I’m starving.”

There are eggs, waffles, and sausage on the plate with some cut-up fruit. It looks so good and my stomach agrees as a loud growl comes from inside me.

“Oh God. Do you have his demon spawn inside you already?” she teases, and my eyes shoot up to Noah’s.

A smile instantly lights up his face at her words. I know he said he’s thought about our future, and apparently that means he’s thought about the possibility of kids too…

Jesus, Willow. One step at a time.

CHAPTER 73

WILLOW

Noah takes my plate from me and carries it over to the couch. I follow with both of our coffees and sit next to him. My heart is already starting to race at the thought of what’s coming next. I have to tell Jenna everything.

Noah must be able to sense the tension in my body. His hand moves up my spine and settles on the back of my neck before his thumb rubs small circles against the tight muscles. I can feel the tension in my body starting to relax. This man is amazing. And to prove that point even more, he leans over and kisses my cheek before pulling me closer.

“It’s all going to be okay, Willow. I’m here,” he whispers before releasing my neck to pick up my plate and hand it to me.

“So…What happened last night?” Jenna finally says as she sits on the other section of the couch and curls up against the corner with her coffee cup.

“I think I have to tell you the other stuff before we get to last night.”

She stares at me for a moment before sitting up correctly.

“Whatever it is, just know I love you no matter what, babe. Whatever skeletons are in your closet can’t be half as bad as the ones I found in his last night,” she says, pointing a finger at Noah.

All of us laugh, and I can feel the mood lighten in the room. She’s right, my skeletons really aren’t that bad. Just dangerous.

“Well, to start off, my name isn’t Willow Bennett. It’s Willow Parker.”

“See. Small skeleton,” she teases.

I take a deep breath because this is the part that scares me. I’ve only ever had to tell my therapist what happened that night. My adopted grandparents knew from the police. I never had to tell them and see their raw reaction or deal with the shock of the truth.

“Remember when I told you I went to a family member's house the other night? It was actually my family’s home when I was a child. I used to live up near Lexington until I moved to Texas when I was eight.”