Angela smiled, adjusting her arms ever so slightly. To Scottie, she felt electric. Something about how she moved in his hands, how her arms draped over his shoulders, sent his pulse racing and his moral compass playing catch-up. His eyes kept traveling over her, devouring her bare neck, her collar, her jawline, and the slight curve of her lips, it was all intoxicating. He smelled the notes of coconut from her skin, and her perfume was floral and sweet, but was that artificial? He never knew her to ever have any bottles so perhaps that was just natural. He knew he shouldn't, but he inhaled deeply.
She looked up at him as they swayed. "I know we haven't been as available, and we all seem like there's always a lot going on... but please know your father and I can see how hard you have been w
