13 - If you love her, then marry her before someone steals her from you.

Andrew wasn't going to take the words of an intoxicated woman seriously. He placed her gently on the bed and said softly, "you are drunk Susan." His eyes were darkened with lust. Susan was a temptress. Her vulnerable form made her so sexy and enticing.

Susan might be drowsy but her ears were active. "I love you, Andrew. I've been thinking about it for some time now," she confessed in a groggy voice. Her eyes were barely stable.

Andrew was stunned for a moment. Should he confess his feelings? She was drunk anyway and would forget everything in the morning. "I love you too Susan. I would have loved for us to have this conversation when you weren't drunk."

"I'm not drunk," she said groggily, holding him so tight that he couldn't escape. No drunk person ever admitted to being drunk and it was the same for her.

"Of course you are. Get some sleep."

As soon as Andrew freed himself, she clutch to him again,"

"Kiss me, Andy, take me again as our first night." Andrew should be happy but he