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He tipped his head to the side. “Why are you nervous?”
“I’m not.”
“You’re fidgeting.”
She stilled her hands and forced her knee to stop moving. He didn’t say more, and her eyes dropped to the floor.
“I guess I just wasn’t expecting that,” she said.
He stood and walked toward her, stopping right in front of her. “Would you have preferred I fill your drawers with packing peanuts?”
“Yes.”
One corner of his mouth inched up.
“I was trying to keep things as normal as possible,” she added.
His teeth sawed across his bottom lip. “But they’re not. Everything’s different.” He lowered his voice. “At least, it needs to seem that way.”
She glanced out the window behind him and sighed. He was right. Even at home, he’d been more intentional about considering her. That first morning she’d assumed she’d be forcing black coffee down her throat, because that’s how Noah drank it. But when she’d opened the fridge to start the cinnamon rolls, right there in the door was an unopened container of her favorite coffee creamer.
She’d stared at it for so long he asked what she was looking for, and she’d almost burst into tears right then and there. He’d also arranged their electric toothbrushes just so on the bathroom counter, positioning the chargers at a perfect angle so they lined up side by side like little husband and wife appliances.
She needed to up her game, it seemed. She pointed to the frame on his desk. “I saw the new photo. Nice touch.”
“Yeah,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “I thought they turned out pretty good.”
She pursed her lips and put her hand on his shoulder for balance, going up on her toes to fix his rogue lock of hair. “They? You have more?”
“I asked Claire to email them to me.”
“Oh.”
“I thought people might ask.”
“Right. Good idea.”
He looked over her shoulder and straightened, his jaw going taut. She frowned, and just as she turned to look behind her, a masculine voice came from the doorway.
“Noah—whoops, sorry.”
David smiled at them—wait, David was smiling at her?—and gestured between them. “I haven’t had the chance to congratulate you two. What a sweet surprise.”
Mia turned back to Noah, and his eyes were strangely hard. It didn’t appear he intended to reply, so Mia smiled back at David. “Thank you. We’re really happy.”
“I can see that,” David said.
“Did you need something?” Noah asked. His voice was as cold as the pint of ice cream Claire always kept in the freezer for emergencies.
“Nothing important,” he said. “You’re busy, I’ll come by later.”
David left, and when Mia turned back to Noah, he was walking back to his desk. He sat down and rubbed a hand across his jaw.
“Is everything okay?”
He nodded.
Now was one of those times she wished she could read his mind. “You sure?”
