He stumbled toward her, his movements loose and uncoordinated. "Chloe," he slurred, catching her elbow. The music was so loud he had to press his forehead against hers to be heard. "I think… I think I’m actually in love with you."
"I am," he admitted, his honesty stripped raw. "But I’m only brave enough to say it when I am. That’s the problem, right?" druken teen sex
Chloe’s smile faltered. Her eyes, glassy from her own drinks, searched his face. "Leo, you’re drunk," she whispered, her voice caught between a giggle and a sigh. He stumbled toward her, his movements loose and