As soon as we finished eating, we headed to the car and Noah drove home as fast as he was permitted to. When we arrived at the house I took the small paper bag and he took the big box and headed inside the house. We handed all the stuff to the maids and they were the ones who organized everything on the shelves. I made sure to help them to delay whatever Noah had planned for us for the remaining of the day because I know if nobody stopped him, he would go on. I dreaded that. My ass dreaded that. Even if it was just an hour, I would gladly stall for that time.
"Logan, I think they could handle it." he teasingly called out. "we still had plans remember?"
And with that statement, the maids had already tried to usher me away despite my persistence in staying. As Noah was about the drag me
