“Have you been drinking,” she asked him, glaring into his eyes to see if they would give him away. He looked buzzed and overly tired.
“Ali...” He sounded like he was pleading as he walked to her and tried to embrace her. “I haven’t touched you in weeks.” Thomas moaned as he wrapped his right arm around her neck and stepped closer to kiss her but Aliziana had her arms crossed tightly and pushed him to stop.
“You smell like booz.” She wrinkled her nose and he wrapped his other arm around her waist and he smelled her neck as he stroked her back.
“Mmm, you smell so good,” he breathed in deeply as he tried to kiss her neck but she pulled back quickly. At one time she would have invited his desire for her but that night, she wanted him to leave. He smelled of alcohol, he looked aged and unappealing and she was turned off completely.
“It’s late Thomas - you’ve got to go.” She strained to get the words out as he held onto her and she became inflamed when her body betrayed her as he touched her in the familiar way that she had enjoyed in the past.