I’m drunk, Travis. It’s the only excuse I have.”
“You just want me to hold you until you fall asleep?”
I didn’t answer.
He shifted to look straight into my eyes. “I should say no to prove a point,” he said, his eyebrows pulling together. “But I would hate myself later if I said no and you never asked me again.”

I nestled my cheek against his chest, and he tightened his arms, sighing. “You don’t need an excuse, Pigeon. All you have to do is ask.

Autore: Jamie McGuire