A/N: Sorry for the late update and this ridiculously short chapter, folks. I'm in the middle of finals right now - wish me luck! Next update will be sooner.

Chloe rested her head on my shoulder as I unlocked the door to my apartment. Although she had looked fine earlier at the bar, those last shots must have been the final push for her. She had been drifting off to sleep in the cab and I decided against taking her back to her place and had offered to let her stay at mine.

She mumbled something incoherent as I put my arm around her waist and pulled her inside, closing the door behind me roughly with my foot. Even in this state, the closeness to her and the feeling of her curves pressed to mine made me shaky. We stumbled along the hallway in the dark. I hadn't trusted Chloe's balance enough to let go of her to get the light. And to be fair, I also wasn't feeling too steady myself. As we reached my bedroom, I lightly kicked the door open and pulled Chloe inside by her limp hands. The room was slightly illuminated by streaks of moonlight shining in through the cracks in the shutters.

I stopped by my bed and gently pushed Chloe down. She complied, swaying ever so slightly as she tried to keep herself sitting upright. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, instantly sending my head spinning. This whole situation seemed so surreal.

"Let me know if you need anything," I managed to croak, my eyes still firmly shut.

As I turned to leave, I felt a hand tug at my arm, pulling me onto the bed next to Chloe. My eyes fluttered open and I found myself gazing directly into hers. She was turned to face me, her body supported by the hand resting dangerously close to my thigh. In the silver moonlight her face glowed, looking more beautiful than I'd ever thought possible. Chloe's eyes were locked onto mine; clouding my mind, and yet making me want nothing more than to touch her, to feel her skin against mine.

I reached up to the single strand of hair that had fallen on to her face and pushed it behind her ear. My hand lingered for a moment, brushing her neck as I pulled it away. She looked down and smiled, biting her lower lip. Her hand moved to my thigh, her touch making my skin feel like it was on fire. She moved closer, tightening her grip on my leg. My heart was beating so fast I could hear it hammering away in my ears like a drum. I held my breath as her face moved in on mine, halting just inches away. She was so close I could count every single one of her dark eyelashes framing her piercing blue eyes.

"I should go," I said shakily, but found myself unable to move. I didn't trust myself around Chloe. I wanted her, but a battle was raging inside of me. Kissing her, being with her, was all I could think about. But it scared me.

"Stay with me," she whispered. I felt her breath against my lips, making my neck prickle and my hair stand on edge.

I longed to press my lips against hers, but I was scared, terrified, of what it would mean if I kissed her, if I gave in to temptation now.

Before I could act, Chloe pulled me down with her on to my pillow. Her arms were slung around my waist and her forehead rested against mine. A few moments passed in which I listened to the sound of her slowing breathing.

"I think we're going to be really fast friends," she whispered with a smile as she closed her eyes, drifting off into a deep sleep.