"You're right, I don't." She took hold of his hand and let him pull her up. Once standing, Rielle was able to determine that she was considerably drunk. She almost swayed on the spot. And her head felt fuzzy and heavy.
She cleared her throat and looked up at him with a sloppy grin on her face. After a second, she swayed pretty far forward, nearly knocking into him. Steadying herself, she grabbed hold of him, somehow managing not to take her eyes off his face. "Kiss me, then."