"Oh! Drinks," I said as I turned to the table I set everything on.
I sat on my knees with my back to Brixton. I could feel him staring at me though. I tried to ignore him as I opened the bottle to pour us a drink. I had just twisted the cap off when I felt his body heat. His hands rested on the edge of the tub on either side of me, blocking me in. He brought his lips close to my ear, close enough that his hot breath fanned my neck. He still didn't touch me though.
"Never expected you to have somethin' like this," he said, his voice low and raspy.
"We just drank some Jack I had the other night," I replied, feigning ignorance.
Brixton laughed lowly, the sound sending a shiver down my spine.
"You know that's not what I mean," he called me out.
"It's not?" I asked as I spun around, off
