I slowed when we reached the living room, my steps halting just as my thoughts became deafening and I had to take a moment to breathe. And maybe to calm the spinning, I had drank too much alcohol and I knew I would regret it the next morning.
I heard Flynn stop beside me as well, breathing just as heavily as I did.
I turned to look at him and found blazing eyes looking down at me. His solid frame towered over me like a giant, his lips thinned into a displeased frown.
“Why are you following me?” I slurred, surprised by my lack of stutter even as my tongue felt like an uncontrollable organ.
“Because I worry you might fall,” Flynn said, watching me intently with something dark swimming in his gaze.
His words were filled with honesty, and I felt a sense of unease and confusion. My br
