He was relieved when she stooped down next to him and almost lost his breath when she kissed him. He forced himself off the ground into sitting position and pulled her into his lap, still kissing her. He should have kissed her sober, a grossly late realization.
He pulled his lips away from hers and pushed her hair behind her ears, framing her face with his big hands, "I am an idiot," he said nodding. "I have sat back for too long and now I am drunk and trying to kiss you," he shook his head and looked at her with his big brown eyes. "I suppose it is fitting that I mess this up too."