Chapter 18
Monday morning comes way too soon for my liking. Me and Mark part ways with a long, lingering kiss, both of us regretting to come down from our little heaven and to let the reality crash down upon us.
The rest of our weekend was just…I don’t think there are appropriate words to describe it. I don’t want to tarnish the memories with such unexceptional entities as words. He was so sweet and thoughtful for the rest of the weekend, attentive to my every need or desire. I like this side of him, also. How many more of them are there?
I never thought I would be so comfortable around another person. But it is what it is. I feel more comfortable around him than I feel around my own family and friends. I can always feel a kind of connection between us, like an invisible thread that bou
