"Stop, Rem, I'm going to fall," Ivy complains, "Your legs are twice as long as mine and I'm still drunk." "Right, sorry," I stop completely. We're in an empty street now, there's no need to rush. I turn to her, wrap an arm around her waist and pull her up. It's very unnecessary, my car is only one more street away, but I simply wanted to have her in my arms again. I'm a little shocked by how she doesn't fight me, though. She just wraps an arm around my shoulders and allows me to carry her. "Are you going to put me down?" she asks a few seconds later, when we reach my car. I don't want to, but I leave her feet on the ground anyway, then I take one step back, but I don't retreat completely. She's looking up at me with her drunk eyes, "Are you drunk too?" "Not at all," I admit, unable to move away from her, "But I've missed you so fucking bad, Ives. I really want to kiss you.” Her eyes widen very slightly with something that makes me feel cold inside. After so many days of fe
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