—NEXT MORNING—
As much as Nina had always wanted his mouth on her n*****s, she still gently pushed him away last night, laying him on the couch with a blanket over him while she watched him sleep and eventually went to her room.
She'd rather have him rip her apart when he's sober, in his right senses, than take advantage of his drunken state.
Marcus was the type of person who gets drunk and remembers everything he did the morning after. And right now, he's panicking in his room, pacing to and fro even when every other person was already downstairs about to have breakfast.
He remembered, not the words he said in the bar, but the last thing he did...he...his lips on her f*****g n*****s!!
How was he supposed to face her? How was he supposed to face his wife and child? Will he go join the
