Air between them was nothing but his alcohol's odor and her intoxicating itr's scent, and as she inhaled this bittersweet mixture, her nose creased up, eyes immediately gone shut. And her tongue, resisting the urge to puke, continued on salivating her mouth.

Making her to gulp it down along with the vaccum.

"Who are you?"

His voice hoarse, but normal in range. Eyes blinking, adjusting with the sharp and abrupt intrusion of lights. Heavily but wobbly, he preeceded towards the petite form of hers, while almost tripping on the shining marbled floor, and halted only when his feet met with her toes. Leaving not more than an inch between their bodies.

"What's your name?" Exhaling a breath that she was holding in, she questioned him back. Then, maintaing a three-step difference, she inhaled the shortest breath she could and pinned her mouth shut.

A loud husky chuckle ran around the walls, before his mouth started blowing the disgust filled odor, between each of his word. "KAREEM..."

Then inching forward again, he continued eyeing around his surroundings, "my house. My room.. Who. The. Hell. Are. You?!!" And as he finished, his balance almost gave away, threatening to crush her body under his, but soon regained his composure.

Shivers ran through her blood, not with the roaring voice of his, not even with the fact that his body was about to crush hers, but just with the mere mention of his name. And soon, a lump formed in her throat, almost choking her, as a result of swallowing hard the dry air. But as the realization dawned upon her, she slowly exhaled again, and hit him straight with her two word sentence.

"Your wife."