Zara met Noah in the kitchen again, wondering if the man ever slept. When she asked him, he said, “Very little, actually.”
“Why’s that?” she asked, accepting the cup of coffee he handed her.
“My mind never shuts off,” he said simply.
“There are pills for that, you know.” Their eyes met, and that zing between them was almost familiar now. Hot and quick and …
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