Conner stumbled down from the stairs and amble towards her as he was intoxicated. He dropped his chin on her shoulder and she shivered, closing her eyes, expecting him to grip her arm but instead her fell on her shoulder.
The smell of alcohol hit her nose and that’s when she knew he was drunk.
“Why…won’t…you…love…me…lina”. Conner stammered in his deep husky voice that sent shiver down her spine.
She grabbed his waist when he tried to fall from her shoulder. He was so heavy that she had forcefully lifted him up and placed his arm on her shoulder.
“Why don’t you get it…huh?”. Conner asked while caressing her hair and tilting his head to look at her.
“You are drunk Conner”. Angelina mumbled as she compelled him to the stairs.
He chuckled, ”I want to spend my whole life with you alone l
