"Even when you were snarling and snapping at me?"
"I didn't snap at you."
"Are you even paying attention?" I said in a gruff voice, imitating Noah. "Or are you too busy having sex daydreams about me?"
"Well?" he raised an eyebrow. "Weren't you?"
I flushed. "Not the point."
Noah pulled me onto his lap, making me straddle the piano bench. "Don't you remember all the sexual tension we had in this room? You should be glad I didn't pull up your skirt and fuck you over the piano on day one."
My heartbeat sped up. "If you want to fuck me over the piano so bad, why don't you go ahead and do it then?"
"Noah?"
Noah and I bolted away from each other as Naomi's voice sounded from the hallway. We were barely presentable when she walked back in, her cell phone in hand.
"I thought Lily was trying to keep a low profile?" she asked.
Noah froze. "Why?"
She gave him a concerned look. "You may want to warn her."
"About what?"
"She's all over the fan sites and social media. Check your phone. I sent you an email with all the links." Naomi walked out, a frown on her face.
Noah pulled out his phone, his brows furrowed in confusion. As he scrolled and tapped, the confusion morphed into disbelief, and then anger.
"What is it?" I leaned over and peeked at Noah's phone. He was looking at a news websites. There was a big headline on the article.
Noah F*cking Hart's hot baby sister makes a reappearance - and this time she's legal!
Dread filled my chest. Someone had found out about Lily. They'd found out about her coming home. How?
Noah lowered the phone slowly.
"Who did you tell?"
My mouth popped open. "What?"
His eyes met mine. They were ice cold. "Who did you tell?"
"No one," I protested. "I didn't tell anyone anything."
"Then how did they find out?"
"Maybe someone overheard Lily talking about it?"
"She knows she's supposed to keep it a secret. You're the only who knows." Noah was looking at me, but it was like he was staring right through me, not seeing me. "I can't believe you would do this to me." His voice was flat.
"I didn't do anything to you," I stressed. "Someone must have found out some other way."
"I trusted you." The words were pained, even as his eyes were shuttered and guarded. Noah fisted his phone in his hand so hard I could hear it creak. "I can't even look at you right now." He strode out of the room with long strides.
"Noah…!" I called out after him.
He slammed the door behind him.
