Overwhelmingly Drunk
"What are you doing?" Rhaegar asked as his body stiffened watching her approach.
Just looking at her move made his insides throb. He tried to restrain himself, but it was not enough to hide the excruciating desire that burned in his amber eyes.
Lorelai did not reply. Instead, she took yet another step closer, her eyes firmly locked on Rhaegar's handsome face.
"Don't come," he grunted, his voice still restrained. "You have no idea what you are doing. Just let me stay here for a while. It's just one night."
"It's alright," she whispered, her face flushed with a new rush of color.
"If I can help you, then... I would like to do it."
"What?" The man could not believe his ears. Lorelai explained. "I was like this when you found me in your room, remember? You helped me back then. Do you... think I can help you now?"