"Okay, you can hold me if you want to." She then leaned against him, allowing him to drag her inside.

"Be careful—" Andrew frowned. Even though he was holding her, she kept stumbling on the way.

"This road is very rocky," she remarked.

Helplessly shaking his head, he swiftly scooped her into his arms.

"Hey, I said I can walk," she retorted with a huge frown on her face.

"I know you can walk but I want to carry you," he coaxed her. "Let me do it, okay?"

When she nodded and complied, he quickly took her inside.

...historical

[Inside]

Carefully placing her on the couch, Andrew rushed to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"Here, drink this—" he brought the glass close to her lips.

Rachael obediently took a few sips. She then frowned and looked around. "Where are we?"

"This is the first house my parents brought after they got married." He sat beside her. "I haven't been here for a long time."

Gently caressing her hair, he added, "I'll give you a tour tomorrow, okay?"

The familiar surroundings made him feel a little nostalgic. He never came back because it reminded him of his parents but he wanted to bring Rachael there. He wanted her to be a part and see everything he had. He wanted to show her all the places he had spent his childhood in.

Inching closer, she cupped his cheeks. "Are you sad?" When he did not say anything, she added, "Don't be sad, I'll be sad if you are sad."

He gently removed her hands from his cheeks and moved a little further. "I am not sad."

His sudden distant action made Rachael mad. She moved closer until their bodies touched. "Is something wrong? Why are you moving away from me?"

Before he could say anything, she climbed in his lap and buried her face in his neck. "I am cold, let me hug you for a while."

Andrew froze when he felt her warm breath against his neck. He gritted his teeth and quickly removed his hands far away from her body.

He got turned on when the woman smiled at him, how was he supposed to control himself when she was clinging onto him like that.

He was a gentleman but not a saint.

"You smell so good," Rachael muttered and snuggled closer.

"Rach—" He swallowed the rest of his words and his breathing hitched when he felt her lips on his neck. She then clutched onto his shirt and started nibbling his skin.

Andrew closed his eyes and took a deep breath before pulling her away from his body. "What are you trying to do?" He was already having a hard time controlling himself and her actions were definitely not helping.

"I am marking my man," Rachael stated. She then pressed her body against his and resumed what she was doing.

And this time, Andrew did not stop her. He gripped her waist from the either side and closed his eyes.

When he did not resist, her actions became more bold.

He arched his neck to the other side, giving her more access.

Rachael tightly clutched his t-shirt with her left hand while her other hand rested in his waist. She bit his neck and started sucking on it, making sure to leave a mark.

She brushed her lips against his neck before pulling away.

Cupping his cheeks, she kissed his chin followed by his cheeks.

"I marked you," she whispered in his ears as she buried her face in his neck again.

Andrew gritted his teeth and hugged her tightly, trying very hard to suppress his wild desires. He didn't want to do anything that Rachael would regret when she was sober. Her intimate actions had triggered his desires to the maximum limit. He could feel his blood slowly rushing down his body.

He closed his eyes and tightened his grip around her waist when she snuggled closer. Her inner thigh was resting on his groin, inches away from his hardened member.

When she moved again, he quickly got up and scooped in his arms. He then started walking upstairs, towards the bedroom. Sitting on the couch with her moving recklessly in his arms was very dangerous. He would rather tuck her inside the blanket and coax her to sleep.

Hooking her arms around his neck, she slowly opened her eyes. "Where are we going?"

"Bedroom."

...

[Bedroom]

Andrew gently placed her on the bed and tucked her inside the blanket.

After making sure she was comfortable, he was about to go down to grab their suitcase from the car when Rachael stopped him.

"Where are you going?" She grabbed his hand and googily struggled to open her eyes.

He sat beside her. "I'll be back soon, I am just going down to fetch our suitcase."

"Come fast, I don't wanna stay alone."

He gently caressed her hair and assured her. "I won't leave you alone, okay? Be good and stay in bed."

When she nodded, Andrew quickly went downstairs and brought the suitcase up. He then took a cold shower which was very necessary before getting on the bed.

When Rachael felt his presence, she turned towards him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Andrew smiled and pulled her closer. "Take some rest now, okay?" He lightly pressed his lips on her forehead.

Snuggling closer, she said, "Adrina told me her relationship with Kevin started after their first kiss. He fell for her after they shared their first kiss."

She then looked at him and asked, "Will we fall for each other after our first kiss too?"

Running his fingers through her hair, Andrew remarked, "I don't have to kiss you to fall in love with you, I am already there—" He gently caressed her cheeks. "Waiting for you."

Without her even trying, he was already head over heels for her.

She did not say anything, she just buried her head on his chest and slowly fell asleep.

....