His Serpent's Kiss
He was a snake, through and through.
Avi and I continued to discuss matters until nearly an hour passed. I walked him out, the cool night breeze ruffling his hair. As soon as he reached his car, he turned and leaned in closer to me, his breath reeked of alcohol, yet his gaze held something deep and provocative.
“We can still end things on a better note, Nero. I'm in need of a good…” he traced a finger down my chest.
“Workout.”
I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away from my chest, raising it to my lips to kiss. His cheeks flushed instantly.