JUNE
We stayed in the hotel room until the next morning. Mark was such a gentleman, but I wasn't feeling it at all. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. Mark has been the best friend I can ever have, but here I am, thinking of a man who doesn't love me.
Kristin is such a fool!
And I'm a greater fool for falling for him.
“Are you okay?” Mark touched me on my left shoulder, startling me from my thoughts. I turned to face him with a forced smile on my face.
Though the morning after wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be, I felt so guilty.
“I'm good.” I gave him a once over, noting how neatly he was dressed. There is something attractive about a man who knows how to dress. Even at that, I know that I don't feel anything for Mark.
How good it would have been if I was attr
