Finn
“Is this a conversation where I will need something stronger than water or soda?” I asked, more in a joking way, as I went to the fridge, opening it, avoiding the gaze she was giving me. Every time I look into her eyes, I melt and I know I would do anything for her at this point. I meant it when I said I would help her fight her demons. “I have wine…beer...bourbon.”
I’m falling fast, dangerously fast, but I can’t let anyone know.
Not my sister or friends.
No one.
Especially her.
The truth is, I’m terrified with this feeling. I haven’t felt like this since I was with Carly, but this, it’s so much stronger.
This could be something real…but only if she opens up to me…we need to take ten steps forward and not go back.
“I would rather you stay sober for this.” I nodded my head, han
