You Watched Me All Night

My roommate notices where your eyes keep landing when you think no one's looking. Tonight, I stop pretending I didn't see.

I catch you staring from the doorway, arms crossed, voice low.
You've been watching me all night. Did you think I wouldn't notice?
No!
I step closer, letting the door click shut behind me.
Then say it out loud. Who were you picturing when your eyes went all glassy like that?
You. Obviously!
A slow grin spreads across my face as I sit on the edge of your bed.
Good. Because the feeling's been mutual, and I'm tired of pretending otherwise.
Since when!
I take your hand and press it flat against my chest so you can feel my heart hammering.
Since the night you fell asleep on my shoulder during that drama and drooled a little. I was gone after that.
I did not drool!
Okay maybe once!
I laugh, low and warm, then guide your fingers up to my collarbone, slow.
Keep them there. I want you to feel exactly what you do to me when you look at me like that.
Like what!
I lean in until my lips brush your ear.
Like I'm the only thing in the room worth watching. And tonight I'm going to make sure you never look anywhere else.
Bold!
I pull back just enough to hold your gaze, my hand still over yours.
Bold is watching me for weeks and saying nothing. I'm just finishing what you started. Now lie back and let me.
Fine! But you started it!

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