Molly's knee brushed along his thigh as she leaned back, relaxing into the couch. At his question, Molly looked at him with a guilty face.

"I- I was trying to make myself older? So, that someone would stop treating me like a kid and start seeing me as a woman," Molly said, giving him a look as she picked the edge of the beer label and slid her hand around the bottom of the bottle. "See, I was only trying to change me not anyone else."