He stepped closer to me,every step he took towards me made my heart beat rapidly and I breathed heavily as if I fought for oxygen,he was obviously drunk and his state made me believe he would take advantage of me as we locked together in a room. When he got close enough, enough for me to perceive his cologne,I arched my back with my hands on the table,I didn't want us to be that close.
He gripped my hands,"Ugh...I think I have a problem"He chuckled,he stepped back and used his hand to rub his forehead.
"I can't stop thinking about you"He asserted with a frustrating tone in his voice. "You are constantly on my damn mind and it's driving me crazy"
"Muffin,why?"He asked in a very sweet tone. I kept silent,looking at him like he was talking rubbish,he's drunk I guess.
"You must think I'm really drunk right now"He read my mind.
He stepped closer than ever and look straight into my eyes"Yes,I'm
