#Chapter 258: A Proposition

Hannah The late afternoon sun filtered through the large windows of my office, casting a warm glow across the mahogany and leather. The pile of papers on my desk was finally dwindling, and it was good timing, too—it was nearly five o’clock and I was itching to take my daughter on a walk through the gardens before the sun went down. But as my pen scratched across the paper, I could feel my Beta’s eyes on me. I glanced up to see Viona sitting across from me with that knowing smirk of hers plastered onto her face. I knew that look all too well, and I sighed, setting down my pen. “Go ahead. I know you want to ask.” Viona’s smirk turned into an impish grin. “So… You made out with Noah last night, huh?” Even though I knew this was coming, I felt heat rush to my cheeks at the mention of last night. Noah’s lips on mine, the sensation of his cool hands slipping up beneath my sweater to caress my warm skin… We hadn’t taken it too much further, had stopped ours