The garage was silent except for the too-fast, mismatched rhythm of two heartbeats.There was an almost forceful stubbornness to the kiss.Raymond held her chin, not hard, but firmly enough that she could not turn her head away. By the time he finally pulled back, Tiffany's lips felt faintly hot, almost scorched.She raised a hand and wiped the back of it across the corner of her mouth before she glared at him. Her voice trembled slightly. "Are you out of your mind?""I'm not." Raymond's breath still carried the scent of alcohol, but his tone was earnest. "I told you, I've had too much to drink, but I'm still sober enough to know what I'm doing."Tiffany wanted to curse at him. She wanted to turn around and walk away as cleanly as she always had before. But her feet seemed nailed to the ground, and she could not take a single step."Raymond…" She uttered his name in a low voice, as if she were struggling to keep something under control. "Do you even know what you're doing?""Of
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