Chapter 8. One-Night Stand

Reese

“Want more?” His voice made me turn to look at him, and a smirk displayed on his lips as if he was enjoying what he was seeing. He was now holding the bottle of the hard liquor. “This is vodka…”

I nodded, holding out my glass to him. After he poured down almost half of the glass, I quickly took another sip, and then another, and another, until I emptied it. Until I noticed that my head had begun to spin, and as I looked around the living room, I could feel my vision becoming blurry.

As I cast my gaze upwards toward the ceiling, the dazzling light from the chandelier caused my eyes to squint. The only colors I could make out were black and gray. This was a man’s house. He’s not married yet.

Just as I was about to turn around to face the man, I felt two warm arms wrap around me. “I can’t wait, baby…” he murmured, his minty mixed with alcohol breath fanning the back of my ear, which instantly sent a tingle sensation down my spine, and goosebumps app