Chapter 40. Drunk in the Bar

Elsie's POV

A big body frame that was almost twice my size heaved and crunched beside me. All my body senses came to life by just being close to him, it ached to be touched and creased.

When his deep voice asked me, I was grateful my breath didn't sound nitty and high-pitched like an eager teenager.

He sat so close to me that I could feel the heat coming from his body, his familiar intoxicating scent filled my lungs and I had to breathe steadily so I would get loaded with it.

Memories from when that scent engulfed me as we kissed and he held me tenderly shuffled in my head. My lips tingled as I thought of the way he kissed me senselessly.

I would melt all over again if he did that to me, that's why I had to stop talking to him, he had too much control over my body's reactions.

The distance between us was the only thing stopping me from touching him, that and the ten other reasons why I wanted to avoid him. Avoiding him was the