NORA
I hadn't gotten s**t-faced in a while, and it felt good to do it with Mark. We were both so blanketed at the moment that we didn't even notice how much time had gone by.
We'd decided to kick back to the bar, and have some beers while we chit-chatted about random nonsense, but along the way, we migrated to his suite, where we'd had some bourbon before the mood between us switched.
Gone was the playful atmosphere between us, replaced by something that sent waves of sparks and shivers down my spine. Butterflies flapped their wings in my belly as I looked in Mark’s face.
We were both sitting on the edge of his queen-sized bed, a plastered smile on both our faces. I hadn't been this close to anyone since Liam, but strangely, he wasn't even in my thoughts at that moment.
It almost felt
