12 Mystery

They had agreed to stay thirty minutes in her house, but they ended up making out and falling asleep in each other's arms. This was what they always did after they made out. They had gotten used to being in each other's arms and waking up to a beautiful day. That was when Mark woke up suddenly like he had forgotten something valuable. He turned to his side, and there she was, Lana, sleeping as peacefully as a baby. Her presence gave him a sense of comfort. She looked cute in her sleep, and he was tempted to kiss those lips. He still remembered its tenderness; he had kissed it many times and wasn't sure if he could ever get tired of having it in his mouth. If he had his way, he could have stayed longer, but he knew better than anyone that he was only invited into the house if her father permitted him. Speaking of his father, Mark was so sure he resembled someone he had met some time ago, someone linked to his father's friends. He needed to find out where he had seen him.