Vangelos' heart was racing. This affection that Violet was showing, it didn't seem like her at all, but then again...<br/><blockquote><div><cite>xblurp wrote:</cite>"Now there goes that presuming again." Violet said getting back up wagging her finger at him.</div></blockquote><br/>The memory replayed itself over and over again. He hardly knew her so who was he to judge her? Vangelos could feel her warm breath washing over him. It was a bittersweetness that cloyed his senses. Her body pressed more firmly into his. His sense of touch seemed heightened, the way her chest heaved with each breath, the tickling of her hair against the nape of his neck, even the soft circles she made on his chest, all of it sent a tingling sensation throughout his body.<br/>This sense of arousal was intoxicating. Yes, that's what it was. Arousal.<br/>Vangelos always pictured himself as being strong-willed, that no female, no matter how attractive could seduce him. That his pure mind could stand up against such manipulative ways, but now his mind seemed foggy. Lost in bliss that he had denied himself for so long.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Fight it Vangelos. You're better than this. Don't let her charms captivate you.'</span>He thought to himself.<br/><br/>"Som-someday I would like to spend the rest of my life with a significant other, b-but I-I don't think now's t-that time." Vangelos said to her a little flustered. He could guess what she was hinting at, but he'd rather not assume. Not to mention how embarrassed he would be if he were wrong. "Shouldn't we be trying to es-escape anyways?"<br/>He wished he could stop himself from stuttering so much.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'I must sound like a complete idiot to her.'</span>