I looked at his face, but I wish I hadn’t. His eyes were lustful, but I knew there was something else in them. His eyes looked drunk as they stared at me.

Didn’t I already realize that I’m in his territory, and there’s no way I can escape? How could I be kissing the man I so intensely dislike right now?

But no matter how hard I try to lecture myself about the consequences of what we’re doing, the result is still the same.

I am still under his spell.

“Did I already tell you that ...