Date: 2012-09-28 01:58 am (UTC)
Zoe quickly stood up when he stretched out, at a complete loss at what to do. But when he spoke, it stung. When he blew hot, it was like she was drowning, when he blew cold.. it was the nastiest bite she'd ever felt. She rubbed her face with her hands letting them slide down and cover her mouth as she paused for a second, hating that she could feel tears pricking her eyes.

She took a deep breath and said softly, "I'm gonna call you a cab.." there was no way he could drive like this. She kneeled down next to the sofa to grab her phone from the duffel.
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