"You... don't want me too?" He seemed to be having a hard time saying those words.

Want him? Serenity found that word funny.

He was Jackson Valor. Who was she to want a man like him?

"You're drunk. Let me up, it's getting late..."

He suddenly moved his face even lower, cutting her short. The tip of his nose was almost touching the tip of her nose now. "Drunk..."

Serenity couldn't tell whether he was smiling or crying.

"Serenity, I'm not drunk, my mind is crystal clear..."

His scent was a