CHAPTER 107

Nora’s POV

After the party, I walked to my room, and there was Michael leaning by the door, like a model about to take a photo shoot.

Damn! He looked delicious. How come I never saw him this hot? He tied his hair in a ponytail style and left some loose strands falling around the sides of his face. He was staring at me. He stared harder. His blue eyes had dilated to be icy dark blues.

“Wow,” I whispered.

“Come here.” His voice was deep but quiet. I felt all the hairs on my body stand. My throat suddenly became dry. I didn’t know when my legs moved on their own, and I was standing right in front of him. This time, I didn’t cower or look away. Hmm, alcohol really has its good sides. He stared longer and gave me a wicked smile.

“Are you drunk?” he asked.

“No, I’m not. I mean, I just had two bottles of beer and a shot of vodka. It…— I stammered, hiccupped, and smiled. The kind that made all your teeth show. I think it was goofy.

“You are drunk,” Michael announced. ”Where are your keys?” He