#Chapter 109: Taste Test

Hannah Noah stepped forward and placed the necktie over my eyes. I held it in place with one hand while he tied it in the back, the cool flesh of his fingers brushing against the nape of my neck as he did so. “Thanks for complying with me,” he said once he had finished tying it. I heard his footsteps clicking against the tiled floor and his breath fanning across my exposed shoulder as he walked back around me. “I promise it’ll be worth it.” “I hope so,” I said with a nervous chuckle. There was no denying the way my heart pounded in my chest, the way my pulse kicked up just at the thought of what he might have in store for me. Noah… Why was he surprising me, and what was he surprising me with? I didn’t want to get my hopes up, but it was hard not to. He hadn’t been spontaneous and romantic like this in… well, years, and a small part of me—the part that was still a young, hopeless romantic with stars in her eyes, just wanting to be swept off of her feet—hop