Chapter Forty: Intimate Moments

Swallowing my whine of protest. I sat back slightly and took a deep breath, trying to center myself and gather the courage to do as Noah wished.

"May I please take my shoes off, Sir?" I asked him softly.

His gorgeous lips turned up in a bright smile of approval. "Yes, you may take your shoes off this time."

I felt a wave of relief come over me, but before I could take them off, he hooked his finger under my chin to raise my eyes to his.

"But next time, I may want you to keep them on. Do you understand?"

The urge to roll my eyes was almost overwhelming and startled me to the core. I was not a sassy or sarcastic one, especially not in a serious moment like this... not that I had ever been in a moment like this before. Maybe this was normal for me? I took that curiosity and put it away to examine later.

"Yes, Sir," I replied instead of rolling my eyes.