Chapter 34: Mating Marking

*Ada*

I stood there awkwardly as he shut the door behind us. My body was hyper-aware of his hand resting along my lower back.

It seemed to be shaking.

"Bryson?" I whispered his name, not sure what to say. "Uh, what can I do for you?"

He didn't answer at first, he just stepped closer to me, taking a deep breath in, as if savoring my smell. I suddenly felt lightheaded and felt myself stumble slightly.

"Did you have to drink so much?" Bryson said with an annoyed sigh, but I heard the amusement in his voice too.

"I didn't drink that much," I retorted. "It's not the alcohol that is affecting me now…it's you."

Oh my goddess, did I really say that?? Maybe Cole was rubbing off on me because that was so cheesy…and so vulnerable…and it was a lie.

Because the alcohol was obviously affecting me…it was making me more vocal and open.