Page 173 of Triplet Trouble For My Billionaire Boss

“Wow,” she muses, stepping inside. “You’re still awake?”

I lean back in my chair, schooling my expression. “Obviously.”

She grins a little. “Were you waiting up for me?”

“No.”

She makes a humming sound, stepping farther into the room, glancing at the drink in my hand. “Right. You just decided to sit here in the dark, brooding like some kind of gothic novel hero.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.” I give her a pointed look.

Obviously remembering her first night here, she flushes.

“And I wasn’t brooding.”

She gives me a look. “You so were.”

I exhale through my nose, setting my glass down with a little too much force. “You’re late.”

Her brows lift. “Didn’t realize I had a curfew.”

I narrow my eyes. “You don’t. But you need rest.”

“I’ll rest when I’m tired.”

“You look exhausted.”

She puts a hand over her chest, feigning offense. “Gee, thanks. That’s what every woman wants to hear.”

I scowl. “You are beautiful. And tired.”

She grins again, and I know damn well she’s enjoying this.

I fold my arms across my chest, watching her, my voice dropping lower. “How was dinner?”

Annie shrugs. “Good. We caught up.”

I wait, expecting her to elaborate. She doesn’t.

“That’s it?”

She tilts her head. “Do you want a transcript?”

I can’t tell if she’s messing with me or if she genuinely doesn’t realize how much I’ve been thinking about this all night.

I grind my teeth, watching her closely. “He’s in love with you, you know.”

That gets her attention. Her mouth parts slightly, but then she laughs. “What?”

“Noah,” I say flatly. “He’s in love with you.”

She shakes her head, still amused. “Cole, no, he’s not.”

I arch a brow. “You sure?”

“Yes,” she says firmly. “Noah and I have been friends for years. If he had feelings for me, don’t you think he would’ve said somethingby now?”

“Maybe he’s waiting.”

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