Status: finished.

Just Hold Me

“I’m not going to sleep. I need you to. . .to hold me,” she whispered, making a move to lower his lips to hers.

Oli nearly gave in until he noticed the smell of alcohol on her breath and the hazy look in her eyes. “Hayls, did you have a little too much to drink earlier?”

Inspired by this prompt.
Note: Any events that occur in this story are purely fictional;
if they are similar to what has happened in real life, it is coincidental.
All made up characters, plot lines, etcetera are my creation.
© kitsch (169849)