After Adam finished laying out his proposition, he leaned back slightly, his intense gaze fixed on Noah.
The silence in the room was heavy, thick with a tension that felt like it might snap at any second.
Adam finally spoke, his voice low and expectant. "So, Noah, what do you think about what I just said? Are you willing to see where this goes?"
Noah's brow furrowed, his expression becoming clouded with a mixture of conflict and resolve.
He didn't look away, but his hands gripped the edge of the mattress until his knuckles turned white. "Actually, what I wanted to tell you is directly related to what happened between us yesterday," Noah began, his voice surprisingly steady despite the racing of his heart.
Adam's eyes narrowed, a look of sudden caution crossing his face. "What exactly is it that you want to tell me?"
