[ This might actually be the hardest thing he's ever had to do in his life. She's beautiful, she wants him, and jesus fucking christ she's sulking about him pumping the breaks. That alone is enough to make him want to fling her down onto the mattress and have his way with her. But this is about more than his job, it's about looking out for her, person to person. ]

I would love to do this more than just tonight.

[ At least he can be open on that front. Eddie grabs her gently by the wrists, sets at the heartbreaking task of pulling her hands away. ]

You are-- [ His breath catches in his throat, because there are so many ways he wants to finish that sentence. ] You're drunk. Me too.

[ It's the easy out, the best way he can see to avoid getting in too deep tonight. Eddie carefully eases her off his lap, helping her to stand, quick to follow himself. ]

Why don't you lay down for a bit? We can put something on tv.