Forest

This is a story about how I fell in love with a cold hearted murder. How stupid am I? Very! "Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you?" He questioned me. "I-I haven't done anything to you, please don't kill me," I begged him, moving away from him. He moved closer to me till i was against a tree and he was right next to my neck, sending little tingles when his skin came in contact with mine. "You smell so good," he said in a low, lustful voice which was making my knees go weak.