Elena ended up drinking two more glasses before Mark was forced to carry the rest of the content of the bottle away.
"Are you being stingy with your drink?" Elena asked with a frown after he returned. She couldn't stop staring hard at him.
Mark huffed lightly as he came to sit next to her. "I can tell you are tipsy already."
"No." Elena countered his observation. "It's my confidence that just sky-rocketed to the ceiling."
"Well, I can't tell the difference."
Elena raised her fist to stifle a yawn before moving her fingers to sink them inside her hair. In the process, she scattered the ponytail her hair was put up in.
"Do you want to rest for a while?" Mark asked, suddenly noticing that she was tired. He had only taken her to watch Eric on the race track and then he brought her to his place. She didn't do any hard labour. "Are you that tired?"
