You Won’t Ever Be Lonely (гет)

I was prompted! 😬
Elliot took a step closer, his chest almost touching hers. He could feel the warmth emanating from her body, and it only added to the anticipation. “How drunk are you?” he asked.
Olivia took a deep breath, steeling herself before answering. "V… very," she replied softly, looking up at him. She wasn't that drunk, but she really wanted to see where he was going with this.
“Drunk enough to not remember tonight?” he asked, his voice deep and sensual. He took the beer from her hand, gently placing it on the table behind them, never taking his eyes off hers. He put his hands back on her hips, swaying them slightly to the slow song.
"Hmm..." the soft sound coming from her throat. She couldn't help but smile, feeling his grip on her hips. She placed her hands on his chest, feeling his heartbeat racing underneath her fingertips. Her gaze dropped to his lips, and she wondered what it would feel like to kiss him.
Elliot leaned in, his lips hovering near her ear. "Good. I love you. And I’m tired of being just your best friend," he whispered, his breath warm on her skin.