Somebody always wants more.
What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?
I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. I could put hin on replay doing that and watch it all day.
The exception is I'm not going away. Don't ask me to do that ever again.
Rather than raising his voice like everyone else, he leaned close to my ear and asked, "Dance with me?" I felt his warm breath and inhale the scent of his aftershave -something basic and male.
As for being somewhere you're not supposed to be - maybe you're here for a reason, or there is no reason.