Page 110 of Break the Ice


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Noah was perfect in a way I couldn’t quite comprehend. And he was here.

With me.

He touched his head to mine, inhaling a sharp breath. “We should head inside before we’re late.”

Grabbing my hand, he tugged me around the front of the building and inside the double doors. It wasn’t your high street movie theater like AMC or Cinemark. Stepping inside was like stepping into the 1920s, the geometric wallpaper and green and gold carpets, a nod to the art deco designs of that era.

“It’s beautiful,” I said.

“I’m glad you like it.” With a hand on the small of my back, Noah steered me toward the ticket booth.

“What film are we—” My eyes snagged on a familiar poster, emotion rising inside me like a tidal wave. “This is… I can’t believe you did this.”

“I pay attention, shortcake. I figured you’d enjoy it.” Noah rubbed the back of his neck, looking all kinds of nervous.

It was such a nice thing to do.

“We don’t have to watch this,” I said. “I can’t imagine it’s your kind of thing.”

He grabbed my hand and marched me to the booth. “Two tickets for Pride and Prejudice, please.”

The man handed Noah two old-style cinema ticket stubs.

“What are you feeling?” He nodded toward the concession stand. “Popcorn, nachos, or candy? Or we can get a mixture.”

“Oh, I’ll just have a bottle of water, thanks.”

“No chance, shortcake. If I’m going to sit through this film for you, the least you can do is share some snacks with me.”

“I… you choose.”

His brows furrowed. “That’s like giving a kid in a candy shop free reign.”

I smiled, but it was forced.

Did he notice?

Did he notice that I never dipped my hand in the chip bowl at the house when we were all hanging out? Or that I kept it to one hot dog sans bun and a plateful of salad at Hot Dog Tuesday?

“Last chance before I let loose.” He grinned.

“Go for it.”

Noah came back armed with snacks.

“You really went all out,” I said, a pit of dread spreading in my stomach.

“Better to be prepared. Come on. The film is about to start.”

We walked down the small hall, and Noah led me over to one of the ornate gold doors. “So, full disclosure,” he said with a glint in his eye. “This isn’t like a regular movie theater.”

“Oh?”

“You’ll see. Come on.” He opened the door and let me go on ahead. The lights had already dipped, but a romantic glow cast around the room from the lamps on each table next to the chaise love seats.

“What is this?” I whispered.

“It’s all part of the Regal experience.”

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