Holding me in his arms quite tightly, Shelton was increasing his strength little by little, making my body attached to that of his closely.
I could sense the shallow scent of alcohol in his breath.
He was drunk.
Feeling a little nervous, I said, "Because I'm not sure..."
"Then you have to tell me at least. Otherwise, I'll think that you don't trust me and that you are even..." Shelton paused for a moment before adding, "On guard against me."
What he had said was right. I was indeed on guard against him.
At the first beginning, thinking that I would leave him, I didn't tell him anything about this matter.
But now that we were together. I told him the ins and outs.
I shook my head, "No, I won't do that again."
After hearing that, Shelton looked somewhat relaxed. Suddenly, he lowered his head, pressed his thin lips on my lips, and began to kiss me little by little.