C12 Not My Woman

I turned to look next to me as Rupert sat there. .his face was red, and I knew he was a bit drunk.

"Enjoying?" He asked, and I saw him put his hand on the back of my back. I adjusted my seat and smiled at him.

"Of course.." I looked at Monica, who was busy with the woman she was talking to next to her. Rupert's touch makes me feel uncomfortable. I get tired of his closeness to me