John's POV

John's mind was spinning. He wanted to blame it on the drinks, but he couldn't. Rhiannon just did this to him, she was intoxicating all on her own.

The whiskey helped though.

He stumbled up the stairs after her, desperate to have his hands on her again. The sound of her giggle as she took his hand and hauled him into her apartment was nearly his undoing. She was never so bubbly, he was used to her tough girl act.

As they made it through the door, she turned ...