Disclaimer: All characters belong to Helen Fielding.

This is a continuation of the last story, only this time it's in Bridget's POV. The next chapter will definitely be in Marks POV again.

NOTES: Bridget's POV entry has the traditional diary layout, dates etc, but Mark's isn't.

And by the way thank-you so much for all your lovely reviews.

Thanks especially to Heather Anne (for the guidance and encouragement) cheers!

Chapter 2: Startling revelations

November 10th

9st 3, alcohol units 6, cigarettes 19, calories 3,010, birthdays 1, fights witnessed 1, startling revelations 1 (v.v. strange)

Think am in strange tospy turvy dream world. Did he just say he's liked me for several months, had to check if was hallucinating.

"I-I...sorry, what did you just say?" I stammered.

Mark shifted forward in his seat towards me tightening his grip on my hands.

"You have been all I've thought about...for several months." He said again gently.

I was a little stunned, I mean I knew he must have liked me because of the looks he was giving me at the dinner table tonight, but I had no idea that he really liked me.

"Really?" I managed weakly to say.

"Yes...you look like you find it hard to believe." Mark replied with a low chuckle and a quizzical look on his face.

"No, it's just that...well we haven't always been good friends, and I wasn't really all that nice to you...and Natasha isn't she your girlfriend?" I asked.

"It isn't an official arrangement, we're just work colleagues...and I've tried to make her see that is all she is to me, all she ever will be." He said quite tenderly.

"Actually," He began sheepishly. "I ended whatever I had with her today after the interview was over, not that I was being overly confident, or completely certain that you would feel the same...but I knew I had to try." He confessed blushing a little. "But I didn't mean to invade your birthday dinner and fight with Daniel the way I did."

"You can invade all you like." I thought to myself wickedly.

"You weren't invading anything, and don't be sorry...but yes, tonight was quite eventful, this is a birthday that I won't forget in a long time." I said. "But it was a bit funny seeing you fight like that, it's a pity there wasn't some kind of oil involved." I said my mind reeling with possibilities. He had a flirtatious twinkle in his eye Mmmm...God he's sexy.

"I'll keep that in mind next time I beat him senseless." He said with a grin.

"Hey don't get too cocky!" I said poking him in the arm.

He became serious. He moved closer to me and began to lightly brush his hand across my face. Then he moved in for a nice snog.

He moved to wrap his arms around me. He had his shirt half on, I could feel his warm skin embracing me. He was so warm and cuddly and the scent of him was so comforting. Although is v.v. bad to think of someone else while in arms of lovely warm man but his cuddles got me thinking about Daniel and how different each man made me feel. Not that I didn't love being with Daniel at the time, now that I remember it his "hugs" weren't quite the same as Mark's. They were slightly hollow and empty, but Mark's were warm and inviting making me feel like nothing could hurt me.

"Ouch." Mark said as he hugged tighter. I pulled away from him to see what was wrong.

"What's the matter?" I said in alarm.

"Oh nothing, it's just my scratches are still hurting a bit." Mark said prodding at his chest wincing a bit as he touched them.

"Here." I said without thinking and kissed his chest lightly. "Feel better?" I whispered.

"You have no idea." He said looking a little touched at my small display of affection.

He moved closer again for another snog, this one more passionate.

His lips pressed a little harder against mine and then began to move to my face, then to my neck.

I closed my eyes and felt against my skin as he softly kissed my neck. I could feel his heart pound against mine as we hugged.

He started to rub the skin of my back under my top as I ran my hands through his dark wavy hair.

When we came apart Mark had his eyes closed with his lips curved in a faint smile.

"Bridget I..." He began a little breathlessly.

I awaited the rest of the sentence.

His eyes suddenly fluttered open. He looked nervous as if he didn't know what to say.

"H-Have waited to do this for so long." He said with what I suspected as a sigh of relief.

Hmmm...

"Me too." I said touching his face with my hand. He closed his eyes and smiled with contentment.

He took my hand and lightly stroked my knuckles.

Was so happy at that moment.

Am so glad Mark and Daniel fought like a pack of idiots tonight, otherwise would never have got to talk to Mark alone, or see his sexy chest Hurrah! (It was fun to look after him like that.)

Or find out what a lying prick Daniel really was. And most of all, I would never have gotten to find out what sweetness was hiding under all that aloofness.

We talked quietly for the rest of the night cuddling and sharing lovely kisses until we moved our little cuddling and kissing session to the bedroom...

TO BE CONTINUED

THERE WILL BE MORE TO COME IF YOU LIKED THIS STORY please review.

I am deciding to do the next entry in Mark's Pov.

If you are interested in seeing how "the morning after" is in Mark's POV please review.