Noah stumbled back, tripped, and sprawled on his ass. He stared up at me with an expression of disbelief.
"Noah, I have a boyfriend," I said softly.
I reached out a hand to help him up.
He stared at my hand for a few seconds before purposefully ignoring it and standing without my assistance.
"You know," he said in a low, tense voice as he brushed off his bottom, "I'll admit I'm not blameless here, but let's get one thing very clear: neither are you. You've been sending out mi