"Roland. " Rose whispered softly as her breathing slowed when his hands moved to her hips.  Something told herbthat she needed to run away and run fast, but she couldn't move away. Then his hands were all over her innocently.  Something about his actions made her think of her mother and a man that her mom had brought home once.  He had smelled like Roses mixed with the ocean breeze.  This man holding her now,  smelt of the summer and everything it contained.<br/><br/>Once the glamour was lifted was when her instincts kicked into overdrive. She pulled away from him and pushed off his chest.  "No,  I really must be going.  My boyfriend, in case you didn't notice,  just left.  I'm going to go catch up with him. " SHe said and smiled a little.