“Before now, I wasn’t certain,” the drunken words whooshed over my lips. His body pressed mine against the bathroom wall. His presence corned me, and the pressure relieved me. I didn’t even attempt to control my tears.
“Toni,” he breathed into my ear. He, too, was drunk.
“I pined for this moment,” I cried.
“Are you certain, now?”
“Yes. I’m coming with you.”