Daelan’s POV
I pulled back slightly, finally taking a breath and trying to steady my racing heart. Cassie’s lips were still tingling against mine, and the warmth of her pressed against me made it almost impossible to think straight. My mind slowly registered what that kiss was leading to. I looked at her, her drunken eyes fixed on me, and said softly, "I think it’s enough, Cassie. We might end up doing something you don’t want."
She frowned, pouting, and leaned closer anyway. "No, Daelan, I want this." she whispered, her words slurred but serious.
She moved as if to kiss me again, but I had to hold her gently by the shoulders to stop her. "Seriously, Cass. You’re drunk, you don’t know what you’re saying."
Her fingers suddenly brushed against my lips, shushing me, and I felt my resista
