"Dominic." I attempt to be stern but it sounds weak and unconvinced. He stops and pulls back to look at me. In the light shining in through the window, I meet his eyes and he blinks long and slow.
"Yes?"
"I think we should stop." He nods and he gets off of me. He lays beside me for a minute with his chest rising higher and falling faster than mine. We're both silent as we wait for our breathing to regulate.
"I'm so sorry. It doesn't mean much seeing as what happened barely fifteen minutes ago but I just...get carried away. And being drunk really isn't helping."
"It's okay." It felt more than okay if I'm being honest. "You're just drunk and I feel like I'm taking advantage of you."
"I don't expect this to change your mind but I wouldn't regret it." He suddenly exhales noisily. "You'd t
