Noah's POV
"Don't go." Blake pouts as she hugs my waist while kneeling on the bed as I stand next to her.
"I have to baby." I laugh.
"Don't call me baby. I'm not your baby." Blake says letting me go and crossing her arms sitting back on her heels.
"Are you sure? Cause I've only seen babies pout this much." I laugh grabbing ahold of her chin and looking at her bottom lip that's sticking out. I place a quick kiss on her pouting lips. Blake immediately leans into me more.
"mmm," she moans kissing me back.
"mmm, Blake" I groan pulling away from her. "I love you so much and I want to continue this. But my need to protect you is outweighing anything else right now. I have to go figure out what happened last night." I tell her.
"I don't want you to go." she
