I rub my forehead hard and stare at Noah, beyond frustrated. “I just can’t remember any of it.”
Noah sighs. “Besides your dreams, do you remember anything about your time with Charlotte?”
I wrack my brain again. “No. And I’m not sure how to get my memories back.”
3
Charlotte
Nine Months Earlier
The ladiesand I are at Club D when Piper tells us she’s screwing her new boss, Noah. She’s claiming he’s an asshole, and it won’t be happening again, when Noah appears behind her with the most attractive man I’ve ever laid eyes on.
He’s tall, muscular but not over-the-top, and has dark-brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. Our gazes meet briefly before he turns back to Noah.
“What are you doing here?” Piper hurls at Noah.
“This is my friend Xander. He’s moving to Chicago and in town for the weekend. We’re out...like you,” Noah teases her.
“Ha ha.” Piper rolls her eyes and shoots Noah daggers.
“Piper, who are your friends?” I ask.
“This is my boss, Noah, and his friend Xander.” Piper nods at Xander, who gives her a friendly smile. Xander grins at all of us girls, and maybe it’s wishful thinking, but I swear his focus lingers longest on me.
“Oh, your boss,” Vivian says, and us girls all giggle. Piper’s face gets beet red before she glares at us to behave.
“Do you guys want to join us?” Quinn asks, moving over to make room.
“Don’t mind if we do.” Noah sits down as close to Piper as he can get.
Xander sits down next to Quinn and shakes her hand then Vivian’s. “Charlotte, nice to meet you.” He takes my hand, and strokes the back with his thumb.
Wait. Did that happen, or am I imagining it?
His brown eyes have a golden twinkle, and his mouth curves upward.
I smile back, and my face heats
When he lets go, Vivian asks, “So you’re moving here, Xander?”
“In a few months. I just accepted a surgeon’s position at the hospital.”
My heart beats faster. He will be living here, and he’s a doctor?
“You’re a surgeon?” I ask him.
Pride crosses his face. “Yes.”
“What kind?”
“Orthopedic.”
“That sounds exciting,”Quinn says.
Xander laughs. “It would probably gross all of you out.”
“Do you like the blood or the pus more?” I throw out there.
