Page 119 of Love to Hate You

Maybe we’re going to have that Dr. Phil moment after all.

Noah straightens to his full height and spears a finger at me. “If you break her heart, I’ll kick your fucking ass.”

Or maybe not. I can’t blame him for having her back. I would expect nothing less from Noah.

“I’ll take care with her,” I say.

He takes another pull from his bottle. “I guess that’s all I can ask for.”

I voice another truth even though it’s not something I want to think about. “You know she’s the one who will end up breaking my heart, right?”

“You knew that going in, man.” He shrugs and tips his bottle toward me. “Eyes wide open.”

He’s right. I did.

“Are we good?” Because I need us to be good. I need Noah on my side just like he’s always been.

His lips curl into a smile. “Yeah, we’re good.”

I nod, feeling like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders.

“Hey.” Noah cranes his head. “I just saw Daisy and her trusty sidekick.”

Following his line of sight, I scan the room. As soon as my gaze lands on her, everything else falls away. How’s it possible that this girl has come to mean so much to me in such a short amount of time?

It’s crazy. And yet, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

When it comes to Daisy, I have total tunnel vision which is why I don’t notice what’s going on until Noah makes a comment about the guy chatting her up.

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