The following day, we had to get up early to get ready to meet up with the engineer and architect who would be doing our house. I put on a light blue button-down, slacks, and dress shoes. Noah on the other hand had a full-on navy blue suit on. I looked at myself back in the mirror and I seemed to be a little underdressed for the meeting. I looked back at Noah who was smiling at me.
"I look underdressed." I complained.
"No you don't. You look great!" he smiled widely.
A sudden flood of unholy thoughts filled my brain, and I could immediately tell it was because of Noah. I shot a glare at him and he just gave me a smile and a shrug.
"Noah!" I whined.
"Why? What? What did I do?" he pouted.
"Don't. We have an important meeting." I scolded.
"I'm just trying to prove a point that you
