Picking Up A Gift

"Good morning, sir," Mara said to Noah, who was lying on the couch inside his office. "Coffee?" 

"Yes, please." He swung his legs off the couch and sat up. He raked his fingers over his messy hair. 

He glanced up at Antonio who was gawking at his appearance, "Good morning to you too, Antonio." 

He was pulled out of his thoughts by the sarcasm in Noah's voice. " Good morning, sir. My apologies," he gave Noah a slight bow as he discreetly glanced at the clothes he was wearing. 

"Have everything ready, whilst I take a quick shower." 

Antonio watched Noah disappear behind the door of his private bathroom, and he couldn't help but crease his eyebrows. 

Noah was wearing the same clothes he wore from last night when he went out for dinner for two.

As Antonio bent down on the coffee table, which was littered with folders of documents, he thought that there was something weird about Noah since yesterday.