(Author's POV)
"Noah, you can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone else nor I will make fun of you. Trust me." Sara persuaded him. She was curious to know what Noah was guarding inside his heart.
Noah rested his face on his chin and pretended to think while pouting. Sara giggled joyfully at his childlike behavior. He was acting cutesy while drunk, looking absolutely adorable.
He inclined towards Sara some more. Now, his lips were touching Sara's earlobe which left her stunned and somewhat flustered. She was perturbed by his boldness.
Noah, who was acting out of his usually shy personality, mumbled with his deep and throaty voice, his breath fanning on her ear and cheek, "Promise me, you won't dislike me after hearing it, ummm? Promise me, that you won't run away, huh?" When his lips moved, they brushed her ear slightly, sending her mind into a state of frenzy.
Greg looked at these two and smiled from ear to ear. For him, everything was going according to the plan.
