[for Mark and Jack]
The ball had been wonderful. Tosh had been surprised by Owen's willingness to keep Jackson overnight, but wasn't about to not take advantage of it when offered. And take advantage she had, having a bit more to drink than she was used to. They'd danced even, though she'd had to convince Mark to do it, his hand clasped tight in hers.
It wasn't that late before they left the party, a night alone too tempting to them both. Their clothes in piles, they'd finally fallen asleep. Half exhaustion, half the affect of the alcohol, they'd curled into each other in Tosh's bed, her head resting on his chest. It wasn't the sort of night they had often, and perhaps they both needed this. This escape.
It wasn't that late before they left the party, a night alone too tempting to them both. Their clothes in piles, they'd finally fallen asleep. Half exhaustion, half the affect of the alcohol, they'd curled into each other in Tosh's bed, her head resting on his chest. It wasn't the sort of night they had often, and perhaps they both needed this. This escape.