"There is no one that can force you to go back... that is completely up to you. Where you want to go, what you want to do, who you want to be with. It is all up to you to decide on."<br/><br/>Once he took her hand into his, there was a holding of breath silent as she looked up to his smiling face. She wasn't sure what he was think or what he was going to do but Zebel twisted her hand in his, lacing the fingers together as she spoke.<br/><br/>"I don't want you getting a big head about this or getting the wrong intention but..."<br/><br/>She paused as she said the words over again in her head making sure it sounded clear and right to the point so that there was no misunderstanding between them. She didn't want him to think ill of her and she didn't want to make herself seem... 'easy'.<br/><br/>"I want to sleep with you... in your room, our clothes still on... with the except of your shirt, you look comfortable like that, in the bed."<br/><br/>Her face flushed with heat in her cheeks as she twitched her fingers within his hand, her other hand itched to reach out and hold her other hand as it twitched in his hand. She didn't like the way that felt, more then that she didn't want him to feel the twitching. Her lips pursed together as she looked over his shoulder in the direction were voices came, ones they both knew from the limo ride over here. Sighing a bit she looked up at him, pleading with him as she waited for a answer.<br/><br/>"I don't want to be caught in the middle of the hall right now, not with them all coming... I feel too tired to deal with it all... please."