Ten

Erin glanced around furtively, avoiding his gaze, using her hand to feel around the counter for something that would be of help to her. Maybe a dagger would do.

"I-I don't know." She shook her head once again, and his hand fell off her chin.

"How about I show you?" He slurred, looking dreamily below her nose and running a red tongue over his thin lips.

"What?" Erin frowned, grabbing an apple.

He leaned in, biting his lips and leaving them slightly apart.

The moment their lips were a whisper away, she shoved the apple at his mouth, and he paused mid-action.

"Have an apple." She rushed over her words as she stepped away from him and clutched her stomach. "I have to go, my stomach aches, ouch!"

She spun and took hasty steps towards the door.

"Wait," He called out to her, and she pulled up short at the doorway, shutting her eyes for a split second, "Could you show me to the restroom?"

She stifled a groan and glanced over her shoulder, "Sure." She managed a small smile and led the w