Audrey couldnât believe the fact that she had fallen for a guy that was clearly wrong for her. He was the loner, the stubborn, and broody raven man whom had been mean to her friends, and those she cared for. But somehow he still managed to grab her attention. He managed to capture her heart, and teach how to love once more. No one would ever listen to her, but in a sense - Mark was perfect for her. And as she felt him rotate her body around, laying her gentle against the bed, Audrey smiled promiscuously. âAnd?â She said breathlessly. âI think we deserve it.â In all honestly, they did. The two had come face to face with death and almost lost one another - and now that they had managed to admit the fact that they had fallen for one another, they owed it to themselves to let those feelings control them. Regardless of where they where, or how much pain came from it, Audrey wanted that intimate moment with Mark. She wanted to feel his love through actions - not just words.Â
Mark still couldn't exactly piece together when he'd fallen in love with her. Of course when they first met there had been that undeniable tension between the two that he sold off as dislike at that time, although secretly he knew that there had been more to it then that. Then of course there was the time he let her show him around the city, the first time he saw that there was actually more to her then just a shallow embodiment of everything he hated about the Upper East Side. He could easily guess that was when he actually started to feel something for her, despite the fact he tried to hide it even from himself. "That's true." He muttered against her lips, before slowly prying his lips away from hers and slowly kissing down her neck.Â




















