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Forcing a smile on his face, he said, “Everything’s fine.” He turned back to flicking the bread over as if nothing had happened and not wanting to spoil the morning, she let it go.

“I don’t want to be completely inadequate,” he explained suddenly.

She snorted, and with his questioning look, admitted, “Not every human can cook. Some are bad at it and others simply hate it.”

Turning to face her, he kissed her casually.

She felt a headache coming on when she thought about what he wanted from her. It was all hormones and scribbled hearts on pages right now, but what about when she left?

Putting the plate beside the pan, he flicked a slice onto the plate, turned the heat off, and slid them across the table to her. “Thank you,” she said and speared eggy bread with her fork. Fluffy bread with a hint of vanilla.

Moaning her appreciation, she nodded at him when he looked at her. He still hadn’t touched his yet. “This is lovely,” she said.

His shoulders relaxed and he speared the bread. He frowned at it, looking at it with dubious caution. He popped the fork into his mouth and chewed slowly.

His eyebrows rose in surprise, and he quickly grabbed another bite. Swallowing it, he devoured the rest in under five minutes. French toast was a firm favourite then.

She hid her smile as he practically licked the plate and fork clean.

“It’s good,” he grumbled as if he had surprised himself.

“Were you testing it on me first?” She wasn’t sure if she should be honoured or worried.

“You would know if it didn’t work and wasn’t edible, I would have just put the bread in the toaster for us,” he promised.

“Or take us to the restaurant,” she said, wanting to remind him the restaurant was an option and that the opportunities to socialise with his family might be good. He grunted and stared at her.

“You are violent. And tenacious!” he said with a chuckle. She winked back at him. “Are you visiting the storage facility today?”

She swallowed hard, wiping her mouth as all humour fled.

It was something she wanted to do, but at the same time, she wasn’t sure if she was ready to face who she thought had been visiting. It was ridiculous to be afraid of seeing her again. It had been a long time and neither of them knew the other.

“Yes.” If she was encouraging Noah to have courage and do things he didn’t want, then she had to do the same.

“I’ll arrange it,” he said whilst scrutinising her.

Perhaps, he was trying to see if she would change her mind. She had been set on going through it and wasn’t going to change her mind, especially after they went to the effort to make sure it was safe for her.

“Okay, I’ll phone them.” Adrienne stood up and quickly downed her drink.

Wiping her mouth, she dashed down the hall. Her bag was sitting on top of a pile of clothes on top of the drawers. She grabbed it and rifled through it until she found her phone.

Grabbing the paper with a list of numbers and extensions for the hub and other delivering businesses in Moon, she found the extension to security and bit her lip. Walking back to the kitchen, she saw Noah leaning over his plate and staring hard at it.

“It won’t talk to you,” she said.

His head jerked up. The long strands of his hair curled wildly around his shoulders. Adrienne wanted to run her fingers through it. She wondered why she wasn’t. It wasn’t as if he minded her touch.

Her fingers tingled, she curled her palm in and showed him the extensions. “Call the Alpha’s floor. Drey was going to arrange security for you,” he said, tapping the number.

“Yeah, you’re right.” Pounding the number into her phone, she placed it next to her ear. When it prompted an extension, she typed in the three digits and waited.

“Good morning, my name is Jennifer. You have reached the Alpha’s floor. Can I take your name and query? Along with which Alpha you would like to speak to,” Jennifer said politely.

“Hello, Jennifer. It’s Adrienne. Alpha Drey informed me he would be able to arrange security. I need to visit my storage space.”

“Oh yes, he did mention that.” Jennifer tapped on her keyboard, making a humming sound. Then she heard Jennifer rifle through papers. “Ah, yes, I have it here. I have a team that is under Drey’s command that can go with you mid-morning.”

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