Madelyn's POV:
SPG
I remained in the middle of his thighs, touching her thigh and chatting with our mutual friends. My hairs stood up on my nape as I felt his breath on my neck, but I was at ease in his arms. While I was in his arms, I could sense a sense of calm in my body.
Everyone was drunk, including myself, but I understood exactly what I was doing. We accomplished a lot, and I met and became friends with a lot of people. Fortunately, my distance from judgmental people has resulted in this consequence.
"You want to sleep?" Ethan whispered and I felt like he was drunk too but I was more drunk.
"I'm good," I whispered back as well and leaned on his chest.
I took a deep breath as my arm hairs raised to my nape as I felt his lips brush against my neck. It felt like som
