"W-w-wait... Are you?" I stuttered as I staggered backwards.
I do love him but if he's under the influence, then the man flirting with me can be considered unconscious of his action... right? Or am I confusing myself with alcohol?
Regardless, am I taking things too literal? Am I turning this into a complicated matter? Should I just accept all that because it's still him...?
No! What if he just sees me as a walking prey? It could happen to anyone and I just happen to be the one he preyed on?
Wystan leaned in closer, with that seductive smile attached to his face. I wasn't even joking when I say I wanted to let him drown me with that. The more I moved backwards, the bolder he became. What is wrong with you, Wystan?!
As I fear for me... Well, it's not like I fear for my life per se. He IS my legally wedded husband after all. Would I dare say worry for my chastity? Hmm... It is a mixed reaction. Why should I worry if he was the one I love? What exactly was I afraid of?
