Therefore, by the end of the night she was starting to feel a little light headed as Marc had looked down on her with a worried look “You OK Kelly” he had asked his voice holding a note of concern “Nope” she had responded, flicking her hair from her face before standing shakily “I want to dance” “OK” Marc had replied a small smile twisting his lips as realisation of what was wrong with her had come upon him “Let ’s dance and then see if we can’t find you some coffee afterwards” he had chuckled She had giggled back at him “I’m fine honest” moving towards the dance floor a noticeable swaying in her steps Taking her in his arms Marc had enjoyed the feel of her body against his as she had moved gently against him, her eyes looking deeply into his. Those beautiful blue eyes, which were right now looking so intently at his face containing more than the usual politeness or laughter. Marc had lifted his gaze swallowing hard to ignore the signals she was sending him making her chuckle “ What’s wrong Marc” she had purred sensually “Am I doing it wrong?” Looking back down , her eyes were now full of mocking laughter “OK, that’s it” he had said separating himself from her body which was moving a little too suggestively against him for his comfort “Let’s get you some fresh air” Holding her by the hand he had pulled her out of one of the many French windows to the garden outside. As the air hit her, so too did the alcohol kick in, Kelly feeling her head becoming fuzzy as he started to walk with her “OK light weight” he said moving along the path “Let’s walk it off” Kelly had laughed winding her arm through his gently while moving her body up closer, leaning against him in a way that was causing him to have to grit his teeth not to respond. “ You’re very sweet Marc” she had whispered gently in his ear, causing him to moan slightly as her breath had tickled the small hairs on his neck After a few minutes of silence in which she seemed content to hum a small tune she had finally stopped “Please….stop….stop….my feet are sore” Sighing Marc had stopped “Are you feeling better now” he had asked gently turning to look at her. However Kelly had moved off the path and was now lent against a tree, her arms behind her so that she could lean on them. Her head had rested against the tree as she had looked at him through half closed eyes, her soft lips slightly opened. He had quickly moved over to her until they were inches apart concerned that she was about to fall over “Marc” she said looking up into his eyes “Do you think I’m pretty?” Closing his eyes slightly so that she wouldn’t see just how pretty he found her he gently responded “Kelly I think your beautiful” “As beautiful as the women in there” she had continued her head indicating the party area “Yes” he had responded real sincerity in his voice. A slow sensual smile had spread across her face as her hands had come around to grab each side of his suit jacket. Pulling herself inside the jacket hard up against him she had moaned throatily “It ’s cold…share” she had said looking up at his face, while her hands had snaked around his waist so that her whole body was tight against him. Marc could feel himself respond to her, aware by the soft chuckle she gave that she could feel the rising excitement in him also. He had to put his hands onto the tree to stop them both from falling against it and was fighting hard to keep himself from leaning further against her “mmmmmm….you smell so good” she had murmured as she had breathed in his scent “Don’t you find me attractive Marc” she was now whispering against his jaw “wouldn’t you like to kiss me” “Stop it Kelly” he had responded a little too huskily for his liking “You’re upsetting Marc” She had giggled before her arms moved again, now winding around his neck causing her