Kayla's POV
We ascended the stairs and I followed him like a sheep following its shepherd, I was allowing him to lead me on, allowing him to take the lead in the race to satisfy my curiosity and how intrigued I was.
He slipped the key into the lock, and it was at that moment I knew there was no going back. I followed him into the chosen room, and he closed the door, pinning me to the door, his hand next to my head, staring at me with intent.
His intentions were clear as day, and I knew that it mirrored what was in my own eyes. I wanted what he wanted, and as he stated at me, I knew that it wasn't the effect of the whiskey, I was drawn to him, like a magnet, like a moth to a brightly lit bulb.
"My God, you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen."
I stared at him, los
