Chuck slides out of his lap, hand lingering on his waist and grinning crookedly.
"Yeah, maybe. Are we sober enough to handle fire?"
They could have this, they could be this for one more night. Chuck should leave. He wants to stay, he wants to stay so badly but it would be better for them both if he left and soon. Before any mistakes were had.
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"Yeah, maybe. Are we sober enough to handle fire?"
They could have this, they could be this for one more night. Chuck should leave. He wants to stay, he wants to stay so badly but it would be better for them both if he left and soon. Before any mistakes were had.