Aces POV:
Walking her up the stairs, she kept running her hand over my chest mindlessly and using her other hand to mess with my hair.
God her touch, I can't even begin to explain how much Ive wanted this.
My younger self never would've believed I'd be walking a drunk Katie up the stairs of her home to her bedroom.
Pushing her bedroom door open, I walked her to the bed and laid her down in it. Her hand staying in my hair, "You have to let go Angel." I said softly to her.
She was half asleep by now, completely unconscious. It was that point of drunk that her brother would r**e girls at.
Running my hand over her hair gently, I took in this moment. She'll never let me touch her hair or be this close to her. My heart was racing so fast I was sure it'd wake her all the way.
I moved the
