NOAH.
The moment I looked at Maria's face, I immediately understood what was happening.
I didn't need anyone else to explain it to me.
The expression she wore...the way her eyes had slightly dimmed...the calmness she was trying so hard to maintain... and even the careful tone with which she had spoken...they all pointed to one thing—She was jealous.
The realization struck me so suddenly that I almost laughed out loud.
A warmth spread through my chest before I could stop it.
For some reason, I liked it, far more than I probably should have.
It wasn't because I enjoyed seeing her upset.
No. It was because her reaction meant something—It meant she cared and she didn't like the thought of another woman standing close to me.
She didn't want someone else occupying an important place in my life.
The possessiveness hidden beneath her calm exterior was strangely adorable.
And if I were being honest...I loved seeing that side of her.
