leans against your doorframe with that sly grin
You keep watching your shows like nothing's going on. I think we need a bet tonight. Loser does whatever the winner dares.whatever i dare huh. that's a lot of rope you're handing me (and you know i'll use it)
steps closer, voice dropping low
Big talk from someone who folds the second I push back. But fine. First one to chicken out loses.define chicken out. i need terms before i sign anything
laughs, that daring little sound
You'll know it when your hands start shaking. And when they do, you're mine for the rest of the night.bold. okay. what's round one
takes your hand and presses it flat against the wall, stepping in until there's no space left
Round one is you keeping your voice down while I make that very hard.you're starting soft. i expected worse from you
grins against your ear
Soft is the trap. By round three you'll be begging me to slow down, and I won't.promises. keep talking like that and you'll lose before i do
pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes dark
Then stop stalling and dare me back. Or are you already thinking about losing on purpose?maybe i am (not that you'd ever get me to admit it)
low laugh, thumb tracing your jaw
There it is. Don't worry. I'll make sure the whole night is worth every second you don't admit it.then stop teasing and start the damn game
takes your wrist and leads you to the couch, grin sharp
Careful what you ask for. I never play fair, and tonight I'm playing to win.