Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 110:

Susanna spun the bottle to start a new round of the game. “Oh, it’s you, Norah! Truth or dare?” Susanna asked happily.

“Dare,” Norah replied.

“I need to think,” Susanna said thoughtfully. “Oh, I know! There’s a popular text challenge online. Have you guys heard about it? No? Alright, I’ll show you.”

Susanna then took out her phone and began scrolling. Finally, she found what she was looking for.

Norah looked at the text. “Who do I send this to?” she asked nervously.

“To Sean, of course,” Susanna said with a smirk. Perhaps due to having had quite a number of drinks, Norah didn’t argue. “Okay,” she simply said.

Sean’s profile picture was just a black background. It was simple yet mysterious.

Norah didn’t have his contact information saved. His nickname was just a dot.

Susanna noticed that Norah and Sean had never texted each other. Although she knew Sean to be an introvert, she had expected this since Norah and Sean had known each other for quite a while. Susanna felt it would be quite difficult for Sean and Norah to develop feelings for each other if things continued this way.

“Let’s get started,” Susanna encouraged.

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Norah took a deep breath before hitting the send button. When she looked up, she found five pairs of eyes staring at her.

“Do you like me?” Norah asked Sean. Sean replied with a question mark.

if you

and asked,

had to do this. The punishment for failing

the Coca Club? How did you lose? What did you

liked me. I found three

but he finally

and you,”

didn’t respond

don’t have to drink, I think you win. Wait for me. I’ll come pick

heart skipped a beat when she saw Sean’s message. She could picture his expressionless

really does like you, Norah! Who is

infectious, and soon

told you he likes you, Norah. Sean, I’m so happy! Reply to him and see what else he says,”

to come and pick me up. I won’t be playing anymore. I have to go now. Thanks, but save the ‘I like you’ for

gulped down her last glass of alcohol. “Okay,”

exchanged concerned glances. Bart stood up and said, “Susanna, let’s take you guys home. Norah is quite drunk and can hardly

Susanna held onto Bart. The four of them

said. “It’s not safe for you to have a chauffeur take you home. How

drunk. You don’t have to worry about us. I’ll take Norah home,” Susanna said. She then pulled away from Bart and went to Norah. “I’ll call Sean to arrange for

won’t do,” Bart said, signaling

we help. Why don’t we

to be unconscious.

them then drove to