Chapter 25

If the whole situation hadn’t been about me, and Adam, him, kissing my neck and biting it, me losing my sense and thinking, I probably would have laughed at Adam on the floor. His ass was kissing the floor and he was staring unbelievably at me, he was staring like he could not believe he was on the floor. It all felt like a movie to me too, one moment I was pushing through him and holding into him, desperate for life. The other moment, my hands had worked instead of my brains. And maybe it was in my drunk gaze, or my tired and flourishing soul that was hyper sensitive, I started to laugh. Something I would not have done on a normal day, normal me, normal girl totally not drunk.

“You are seriously laughing?” Adam asked me and I nodded, still laughing. He looked so funny on the floor. His hands had now come out to brace his form and he was staring at me like a little kid, lost at what to do. Which even made me laugh harder. I would have thought I was starting to go crazy if I hadn’t kn