The car stops moving but I don't open my eyes, I just want to sleep.
I can hear him unlock the car door and when the smell of his cologne and the sound of his breathing is too close, I realize he's on my side of the car.
I'm sleepy but I can feel my body being carried from the car, I'm too weak to say no, so I wrap my arms around his shoulders and lean on his chest and let him do his best.
I manage to grab the bottle of whiskey on the console when he carries me.
It might come in handy in the morning, or this night, who knows? I bought two bottles with the purpose of drinking them all and that's not going to change.
"So you aren't asleep?"
I ignore his question and hold on to him tighter.
Maybe this only happens when I'm drunk, but I sure do love being in his arms.
I can hear him un
