When he let go of my head, I freed me to reaching out and pick up the glass of bourbon. Downing it in one, before I even dared to think about all this again.
“One step at a time, doesn’t give me my planning Embry.” I set the now empty glass back down before turning to face him.
It wasn’t a mistake to look at him, but it was so distracting. My eyes slipped to his lips, thinking about where they had been only seconds ago.
I shook my head and then looked down to his hands.-