Page 24 of Finding Noah
I’d have sworn to God that my dog rolled her eyes as if to say,kids…what can you do about them?
She truly was a precious dog.
“What I can’t figure out—” Daphne gazed between me and the two men. “—is if you’re interested in Soren or Noah. Because either presents interesting options. Oh, or maybe you like both, and you’d like a ménage.”
My eyes widened. “It’s not like that.”
“If you say so.” Her eyes sparkled in a way that assured me she didn’t believe my denial. Like, at all. She pressed a hand to my arm in a very informal, but not unwelcome, gesture. “Life’s short. I don’t regret my marriage or my divorce. But I’m not going to sit on the sidelines. Obviously, I won’t hit on either of those two men. Or you,” she quickly added. “That said, any of you might be bi…”
I was about to try to deny I was gay. Or even make a feeble attempt at claiming to be bi. The truth? I was gay. And I had feelings for precisely one man. “I’ll do better at concealing it.” I offered a smile.
“Or you can own up to it and tell the truth. Life’s too short for regrets.” She squeezed my arm. “Okay, you’ve inspired me.”
I blinked. “I have?”
“Yes.” She said the word definitively. “I’m going to make a profile on one of those dating apps.”
“Uh…”Seriously? That’s what you got from this conversation?“Are those things even safe?” I flashed back to the three jerks Noah had met through various apps—including Leroy the creepoid.
“Of course.” She pursed her lips. “But I promise to tell someone where I’m going and with whom.”
That only made me feel marginally better. “I wish you luck. I’m good, though, okay? No need to say anything to anyone.”
“Ah, so, Noah. The man must be blind—living with you and not even noticing. Still, I’ll keep quiet. But if you get together, I’d like to know about it.”
I met her gaze.
“So I can gloat.” She gently tugged Penny’s leash. “Come, Penny.”
The puppy perked, clearly understanding playtime was over.
Noah didn’t intend to teachcomeuntil later in the class. Unsurprisingly, Penny would be ahead of the curve.
“Don’t wait too long.” With those parting words, Daphne gently urged Penny to follow her.
Soren appeared to be ending his conversation with Noah as well. He gave me a quick wave before heading to his car. He was, objectively, a very attractive man. Who, as Daphne suggested, wore his prematurely gray hair with grace and dignity.
She suggested that, had their positions be reversed, that she’d color her hair.
I wasn’t certain I wouldn’t do the same thing.
Noah snagged the poop bag discarded at the corner of the ring—because wow, could Bruiser produce some stinky shit—and he headed my way.
I cleared my throat. “Soren seems nice.”
My best friend halted his walk. “Sure.”
“He’s gay.”
“I’m aware.”
“Well, I’m just saying maybe you should ask him out. When puppy class is over, if there’s a conflict. Although I’m not certain there is. It’s not like you’re going to give Tibby preferential treatment or better grades because you’re dating her daddy.”
“That’s true.” Noah gestured for us to walk toward the gate for the pen.
Stormy fell into step with me.
“Right? So you should make a move.”
