I attempted to walk away, only to find myself drawn back the second time.

Drake pinned me to the couch and slyly smiled his way to my ears, "I have this feeling like, what's about to happen now, has been done before".

"What do you mean?" I inquired, but fall short on my words when he slowly peels my clothes off.

"I meant this" he added but pulled away ambling into the kitchen.

I viewed quietly and watched him, bring two bottles of beer, rambling back.

"Do you ...