Taken To The White House

Nancy met Charles' deep black eyes on her, and with her chest rising and falling heavily, she really wanted to move away from him, but Charles grasped her closely.

"I cannot let you go," he said, as it seemed to him like he was beginning to lose himself because of her.

Nancy took some steps backwards and Charles approached her more, but still staring intently into her face, as she was halted by the glass wall behind her back, and she swiftly turned to move away from him, but Charles cut her off closely, and he inhaled her sweet blossom scent, as he felt the urge to kiss her on her pink lips, as his black eyes wandered around to her pink lips again.

"Why don't you want me?" Charles asked, and this time, he was standing very closely with Nancy, and she couldn't respond as the words got stuck in her throat, as she inhaled Charles' cologne that penetrated and forced its way into her nostrils, making her splutter, "I... I..."

"I don't love," Nancy finally found the words, but she spoke with