Why don't you go get in bed?" I stood, laying my hand on his chest and staring up at him. "Is that a dare?" He laid one hand over mine and pull me closer with the other. Leaning down, he kissed me gently. "It absolutely is. No falling out of it allowed, though.

His hands reached for me, gripping my hipbones and pulling me forward. he stared down at me, his voice low. "There are some things I will make time for, Jacqueline.

But I'll say this, if what looks like the facts of the matter are conflicting with your feelings, then you need more information before deciding

I'm trying to protect you. From myself. I don't do..." he swung a finger back and forth between us"...this.

oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.

Alcohol removes inhibitions. It doesn't trigger criminal violence where there was none before.

How did you know??? I'm Erin. I know all. ;)