Cassie was oblivious at first to her friend kneeling over her, too locked away with her own demons to notice the frightened words, then her friend was over her, touching her. "I'm sorry," She whispered softly, barely more than a breath, and then Izzie's lips were on hers and quite to Cassie's shock they were kissing. It was a warm feeling, comforting, and she gave herself up to it, wrapping her arms lightly around Izzie's back as her lips opened slightly, allowing her tongue to flick lightly over Izzie's lips, teasing at them.<br/><br/>A part of her, sobered a good deal by the emotional turmoil she'd just been inflicting on herself wondered where the hell this had come from and what she was doing, but for now she pushed it away because a larger part of her needed this. Needed the solace of another person's touch, needed the acknowledgement that she had not destroyed the relationship she had with her best friend over some stupid drunken mistake. A small whimper escaped her throat as her hands traced lightly over Izzie's back in soft, short caresses.<br/><br/>That traitorous, sober portion of her warned that she was in very dangerous waters. That she could likely be doing that damage right now. She crushed it down with as much force as she could, allowing her hands to slip under Izzie's shirt and continue their ministrations on her bare skin. The feel of her soft flesh under Cassie's hands was divine.