~ Ronan’s Pov ~

She didn't say anything as she awkwardly shifted from my lap. My legs ached, longing to feel her again.

God, what am I doing? I cleared my throat and looked out the window. I can’t look at her right now. She’s probably wondering why I said the awful thing I said.

I should’ve just kept my mouth shut. Maybe I shouldn’t have even gotten her out of that bar. I was going home when I spotted her through the bar’s glass. It was obvious she was drunk, or maybe a ...