Brooke Can t DrinkChapter 18
She let me lead her upstairs and we took a nice long shower together. We didn’t talk in the shower. I think she was still trying to wrap her brain around what just happened and how she reacted to it. I helped her dry off and we went into the bedroom. I led her to the bed and we stretched out on our sides facing each other. She still has a slightly dazed look on her face. I smiled and said, “I wouldn’t have started that if I thought you’d regret it or if I thought you couldn’t handle it....