Ava's POV
I seemed to be tied with ropes all over my body in this instant, unable to move as I watched his face get closer and closer.
He had a nice smell, like snowy pines and that mint floating on the liqueur, with a hint of coolness, yet fiery and thick, and the moment he bent down completely, like a great net falling from the sky, completely enveloped me.
I could clearly feel the temperature of my ears and cheeks begin to rise along with his nasal breath spitting on my face, and the hairs of sweat on the back of my neck stood up one by one.
This is not a safe enough distance, I quietly admonished myself in my mind.
I should have stepped back a little more, just a little, and then brought my knee up to his crotch.
As for the injury or whatever first do not need to consider, anyway
