"You don't have to," Molly says, shaking her head quickly, though she's pretty sure that's the mood completely ruined. She just doesn't want to have come that close to fucking him and then kick him out. There's enough else she has to feel bad about, what would be far from ideal except that it's preferable to the alternative, her heart still racing in her chest. "Water might be good. I just — I wouldn't have thought —"