The trap

" An going to bed." Sheila announced while attempting to get up. She stumbled and almost fell if it wasn't for David's quick reflexes. He caught her before she could kiss the ground.

" Be careful,you are drunk." He said seriously although he had a smirk on his face.

He knew that his prey was deep in his trap. It was about time he made the first move.

'Mission secure a wife and a mother for my daughter.' he encouraged himself.

Sheila was held by a tight grip on her waist as a hot breath fanned her neck.

The distance between them was so little that she could smell his body scent.

A mixture of grapes and strawberries.

" You smell so good." She confessed as she continued breathing in his body scent.

using a finger to lift her chin, he chuckled.

" Oh really? what else?" His husky voice greeted her ears making her face turn redder.

Sheila was already drunk, she wasn't aware of whatever it is she was doing.

David ofcourse was aware of that point but chose to use her current condition to test