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Michelle Campbell could no longer remember how she had gotten drunk. Waking up in the morning, other than feeling sore all over, she had no other sensations.
Her brain also briefly went blank...
As her consciousness slowly cleared, she suddenly remembered something and abruptly turned to look beside her.
Samuel Noah Jackson was holding her, deeply asleep.
His cold and detached face now had an expression of complete relaxation.
But most importantly, on the neck area... those familiar red marks had all returned.
Michelle felt as if struck by surprise and suddenly sat up tightly clutching the blanket.
But because of her movement, the thin quilt that was covering Samuel slid off, revealing his chest.
And there, too, were familiar red marks.
Michelle's whole body stiffened.
What had happened...
What had happened last night...
That's right, she had been drinking... and she got drunk...
