Moxies POV
I didn't know what had gotten over me, if it was the alcohol that was still controlling me but I knew I needed him. I wanted him here with me, when he pulled away from he, he took all his body heat and warmth and I immediately reached out to him.
"Stay" I said, almost whispering. I knew I was a little tipsy but I was still conscious enough to be in control of my actions. At that moment, it felt like the alcohol I had drunk earlier made me even more confident. "Stay with me George" I said ever so softly to him.
He blinked, looking taken aback for a second. The both of us stayed there in silence, not saying a word as we stared at each other. "Moxie.."
"Please!" I interrupted him, my grip on him tightening. I didn't know why but I didn't want him to leave me.
"Moxie you're dru
