Chapter 50 - find fault

He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer. I would have been inclined to move away in such instances but this one was special. One he was a good looking man and secondly I had enough alcohol in my system to kill a horse. I did not mind it at all. Instead I found myself pulling closer and wanting to be even nearer to his sweet scent. So musky and yet thrilling at the same time. I couldn't describe it, but I could describe what it did to me. I leaned in hoping to catch a stronger whiff of his scent.