[ Stop it, stop it, stop it. He doesn't care, he doesn't care, he doesn't care. Her free hand goes to her glass again - almost empty - was this not what they called courage? Never needed it before, but the further it suggests and the further she goes along with its suggestions, the more she needs it.
Wetting her lips against the sweet taste on the bottom of her lip, a quick swipe as she finds the word. That answer is easy - with her eyes are wide blown in alcohol and that trickle of heat that says his name alone down her spine. ]
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Wetting her lips against the sweet taste on the bottom of her lip, a quick swipe as she finds the word. That answer is easy - with her eyes are wide blown in alcohol and that trickle of heat that says his name alone down her spine. ]
I slapped you and kissed you.