"Watch your mouth!" Noel finally spoke, his voice was so low it was almost a growl. "Careful of whatever comes out from it, Dylan."
"Careful of what?" Dylan scoffed, throwing his hands up, looking at Lucas and Jeff for backup. "You carried him upstairs in your arms last night! Didn't you? The entire staff is talking about it. The maids won't shut up."
My heart skipped a beat. A sudden, hot flush rushed straight to my face, making my ears burn.
I slowly turned my head to look at Noel, my eyes wide.
He carried me?
If he brought me all the way to my room... then he changed my clothes, too. Oh my god. My chest did this weird, flutter….like a million butterflies just went off all at once. I quickly looked down, my face completely red.
I pulled my shoulders in, trying to shrink, wishing the floor would just open up and swallow me alive.
My fingers tightly gripped the edge of my shirt, twisting the fabric just to have something to do.
