She swallowed. “It sort of feels like that.”
“Nothing has changed.” He stood beside her, letting her have her tiny freak-out moment.
“Marriage is a pretty big change.”
“Nothing else has to change.”
“Promise?”
He paused. “No.”
She frowned, keeping her gaze on his couch.Theircouch. Her eyes settled on the right side, where she usually sat while she was here. Did she want that to be her permanent spot? It was fine when she was here for an hour or two...but every day? Was it really the best seat in the room?
Maybe she’d claim the armchair.
Noah’s voice was warm, and closer to her ear than before. “Hey.”
She looked up to find his blue eyes assessing her face.
“Would you rather be a ninja or a pirate?”
She grinned. “I’m pretty sure you’ve asked me that one before.”
“When?”
“High school, maybe.”
“You’re different from the person you were in high school. What do you say now?”
She pushed her lips out as she thought. “Ninja.”
“Why?”
“I’d rather be a stealth fighter than someone who goes around stealing other people’s stuff.”
Noah grinned. “Remember when you stole Claire’s diary to confirm her crush on Damien Harris?”
“She didn’t talk to me for a week after she found out.”
“But you discovered her crush was actually on Bobby Buskins, which made it all worth it. That reminds me, we haven’t teased her about that in a while.”
“It’s been at least two weeks.”
“Let’s remedy that next time we see her.” He slid one hand into his pocket. “You also stole my favorite coffee mug last year. I had to use Styrofoam from the break room that day,” he said with a shudder.
“But it spurred you to convince the office manager to start ordering biodegradable coffee cups.”
“Man, she was hard to break. She really didn’t want to switch.”
She grinned at the memory, already relaxing, which she suspected was Noah’s intent. She was lucky to have him as a friend.
No, as a husband.
And just like that, it was weird again.
“Mia.”
“Noah.”