Noah POV

The knock comes the next evening.

I set down my book. Walk to the door.

'Cole again?'

I pull it open.

Paige Green launches herself at me.

Her arms wrap around my neck. Her body presses against mine. The scent of jasmine and vanilla floods my senses.

"Noah!" Her voice breaks on a sob. "Oh God, Noah, I was so worried—"

I freeze. My hands hover awkwardly at her sides.

"Paige. What are you—"

"I had to see you. Had to make ...