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"While trying to make the grades for med school? You can't know that." She ran a hand through her hair, biting her lower lip. "It doesn't matter anyway. What's done is done. I figured... well, I guess I figured back then that if you really wanted us to be together, you would've reached out somehow."
I brought my hand to her jaw, turning it until we were making eye contact again. "You made it clear you didn't want that, so I didn't. No matter how much I wanted to come after you."
"You did?” she whispered.
"Yes. Fuck yes." I ran my thumb over her lips.
She shuddered, moaning against my skin. The reverberation went straight to my cock. I cupped her cheek, and she clasped my wrist.
"Sam, don’t... or I'll let you kiss me." She was shaking slightly.
I rested my forehead on her temple. My lips brushed her cheek near her ear. "Why shouldn't I?"
She didn't reply right away, and we spent the next few seconds in silence. I was waiting for her to gather her thoughts. I desperately wanted to kiss her, but I wouldn't do so until she gave me the green light in no uncertain terms. I was drunk as hell, but I still needed her to clearly say yes.
I squeezed the kitchen counter more forcefully. I needed to kiss her more than I needed to breathe right now, but she still wasn't giving me the okay.
"Sam, please," she muttered, and I moved away. It was the only logical thing I could do. Being near her was physically difficult.
"I think we had too much to drink," she said.
"We can agree on that," I replied. "I’m going to bed.”
“It's nine o’clock.”
"We're going to need all the sleep we can get. And water.”
“And aspirin."
"I don't have any," I said automatically. "I usually just take what I need when I go to the hospital."
"I don't have any either." She pouted.
"Come on. I'll help you up to bed. You’re worse off than I am."
"But why? I made the same drink for both of us.”
“I have about forty pounds on you."
"Forty pounds of super-sexy muscles." To my astonishment, she came closer and put her hand on my right arm, squeezing. "Yeah. It's just as hard as I imagined."
I groaned at her touch.
She looked up at me and immediately dropped her hand. "I can't believe I did that."
"I’ll give you a pass since you’re so drunk. Now come on, off to bed with you." With one hand on her shoulder, I turned her around and put my other hand on her waist, guiding her.
"Ooh, bossy Sam is sexy."
"Woman, stop drunk flirting with me. I'm hanging on by a thread as it is," I teasingly said, even though it was the truth.
She hiccupped. "Great. Now I'm embarrassing myself. This isn't fair. You drank the same thing, and there's still nothing embarrassing about you."
I carefully helped her up the stairs to her bedroom so both of us wouldn't tumble back down. She might be further gone than I was but not by much.
From behind her, I brought my lips to her ear. "So, want to know something that's super embarrassing?"
"Yes, please. Even the scales.”
