Something didn’t feel right. Without opening my eyes I tried to recap all that happened the night before.
I was at a party, dancing with two girls when I noticed him walk in. I remember going over to him, pretending I was there for a refill instead. We talked, danced—not together though, we play a few beer games one of which was beer pong and I won like always. My victory resulted in me being to drunk to drive home. Well personally I know I can find my way home even after having a few cups but getting pulled over by the cops was something I wasn’t ready for that night so opted not to drive. I remember Ian volunteering to take me home. How we had been so close to each other and that kiss. How we were both out of our clothes in seconds. How he had went down on his knees in front of me and
