"If you don't like this side of me I can change for you," the drunk Jeff blurted out.
"Why would you do that when you are not my boyfriend or husband?" Catherine said as she caressed his face. She was just too drunk to think straight.
"We can try and become....,"
"Why did you have to be so handsome?" Catherine whose hand was now on Jeff's lips asked as she caressed his soft lips with her thumb.
"I don't know. I just grew up and find myself looking so dashing," Jeff replied even though her finger was still on his lips.
"I love your lips. They feel so soft. I am tempted to have a bite of it," Catherine said as she brought her face very close to his face, to the point that he could feel her warm breath against his bare skin.
"Then why don't you go ahead and have a bite out of it?" Jeff asked as he pulled her closer by the neck. This sudden action of his made their lips meet.
