Nora giggled sweetly, “How did we end up under the table?”
She covered her mouth to try to hold back her giggles, but the need to kiss Elliot again was too great. He laughed into her mouth, putting a hand back onto the floor as she nearly toppled him over. Oh,
right! She had launched herself at him from her seat and they’d both slipped to the ground. It was all really rather funny, and she was sure that Elsie would find it hilarious too.
Hmm, she wondered, as she pressed more thoughtful kisses to Elliot’s lips. Elsie and Elliot Alderton were two of her oldest friends, she really did care about them dearly! Hell, she’d even set them up on the blind date that started their whirlwind marriage!
She took credit for this match made in heaven, and Nora mused about that as Elliot’s tongue slipped into her mouth.
“Mm,” she hummed, pulling away from him to play with his hair, her eyes wide with excitement. “Do you think Elsie would want to join us under here?”
“Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting…” Elliot said, eyebrows waggling. Nora flushed a deep red, and she pulled off her
mask to smack him with it.
“Elliot Alderton!” she scolded. Nora blinked, staring at the love-struck eyes of her friend...that she’d just been kissing. Her friend who had just insinuated that she wished to have threesome with his wife. “Elliot. ALDERTON!”
Nora shrieked, jumping up only to knock her head into the underside of the table. Oh, oh, oh! She had to get out from under there, she had to! She yanked her hand out of Elliot’s grasp as he had attempted to pull her back under the table, but Nora escaped. Oh, oh, oh! This couldn’t be happening! She put her hands on her face to try and calm herself down, but it was of no use. Her heart was beating madly, her head was swirling.
“Nora, relax!” Elliot’s voice rang through the crowd, and he put his hands out to her. “Just relax. C’mere.”
“No! You’ve got a wife!”
“So? We’re meant to be!”
“Elliot!”
“As if you didn’t fancy me in school!” Elliot roared with laughter. Nora’s face flushed a deep red. She had
not fancied him for more than a few
months, thank you very much! And in third year, it barely even counted! Elliot continued toward her and Nora picked up a fork from the table. He laughed again, pushing his mask up, “You’re being...you’re being…”
Nora watched as a look of realization washed over his face. Elliot paled and put a hand to his head.
“What the bleeding fuck was I kissing you for?”
Nora frowned, “Well, thanks for
that.”
