Will
I carried her to her bedroom, she was slumped in my arms like she was in a sugar coma. As gently as I could I removed her shoes and tucked her under the covers as I'd done a million times before the breakup.
Before we broke.
She sighed and turned on her side, pieces of marshmallow stuck to her hair.
I grinned and slowly pulled them away.
"Night." I kissed her forehead, only to have her hand shoot out and grab my right biceps, scaring the ever-loving s**t out of me.
"Stay." She pleaded in a sleepy voice. "Please, just stay."
I gulped, licking my lips, turning and looking at the doorway I very well should walk through, the only escape before I made the choice that would change whatever we had been building between us.
Sink or swim.
Fight or flight.
The easy road, walking out o
