didn't recognise you, you were a child when I left Kylie. You've grown up a lot you know?" Noah said looking sheepish again.
"So that's it?" Kylie asked, wondering why he couldn't have just said that at the door.
"No that isn't it." Noah said.
"Then what?" Kylie said, pushing him to continue.
"You noticed the bluebottoms in the lobby, I chose them you know?" He said, half questioningly and half stating.
"So?" Kylie shot back at him.
"Do you know why I chose them?" Noah asked, trying to hold her gaze.
"They remind you of home I guess?" Kylie said, shrugging. Noah laughed.
"I've done nothing but try to forget about that place since I left." He said, as though that explained everything.
"Then why did you choose those flowers?" Kylie asked, confused.
"Because they reminded me of you Kylie, they reminded me of a happy time in my life" He said, trying to hold his voice steady.
Kylie didn't say anything. She didn't know what she could say.
"You know I never wanted to leave you behind don't you?" Noah said, reaching his hand across the table and placing it on top of Kylie's.
She had the urge to pull it away, but his touch was like fire against her skin and she couldn't quite bring herself to move it.
"Then why did you?" She whispered, looking him in the eyes as she did.
"I had no choice, after my Mom died and my Dad... well, you remember him right?" He said, as though that it explained everything.
Kylie thought back to their childhood. Noah had lost his Mother when he was very young and his father turned to alcoholism to forget his problems.
"What about him?" Kylie asked, almost understanding what Noah was telling her.
"I never told you are the time, but he used to beat me. My Aunt found out about it, she forced him to let me go live with her. I refused Kylie, I didn't want to leave. Even though my life was hell there I didn't want to leave you. But I had no say. I was just a kid." Noah said his voice wobbling a little, as his eyes showed the memories he was reliving.
"I had no idea." Kylie said softly.
"No one did." He said in a comforting kind of way.
"I get why you had to go." Kylie said pausing as she thought about how she would word her next question. "But, well, why did you never come back? Why did you never try to find me?" She asked.
He hesitated for a minute, not knowing how to answer.
"For the same reason that I changed my name." He said, as though that it explained it.
"Which is?" Kylie asked, pushing him for a real answer.
"Because I didn't want to go back to the past, I couldn't face it. By the time I was old enough to go out on my own I had vowed to never return to Texas or to go by my old name again." He said.
Kylie could tell from his tone that he was being honest and she felt a pang of guilt hit her in the stomach. She had spent years wondering why he hadn't come back for her. She had spent years, in a way, resenting him for it, and all the time it had been because it had been too painful for him.
"I loved you back then, you know?" Kylie said before she could stop the words from leaving her mouth.
She could feel her cheeks set on fire, as the embarrassment of what she had just said, reached them.
"And you think that I didn't love you too?" Noah said with a twinge of pain in his voice.
"I'm sure you didn't." She said, taking her eyes away from his. His hand was still on hers and she could feel his thumb brushing against her skin, sending tingles up her arm and straight into her heart.
"I left my heart with you, in Texas and I have never been complete since." Noah said, reaching out his other arm and turning her chin, so that her eyes met his.
Kylie let it happen and allowed the intensity of his stare, melt away the rest of the world, until there was just him and her left.
After they had eaten, they were back in the passenger seat as Noah's driver took them to Kylie's home. Her head was filled with