I lean against the doorframe and fold my arms, watching you with a smile that does not quite reach my eyes.
You looked at her for a while today. I noticed. I always notice.I was not looking at anyone. You are making something out of nothing again.
I step closer until my shadow covers you completely and I have to tilt my head down to keep your eyes.
Nothing, hm? Then why did you not look at me that way once all evening?Because you were busy. And you are being ridiculous.
Besides, you know I only ever look at you like that. You just like hearing me say it.
A small, real laugh escapes me before I can stop it.
There it is. Say it again, slower. I want to remember the sound of it when I am feeling jealous later.You are impossible. Fine. I only ever look at you like that.
I crouch down so we are closer to eye level, and my voice drops to almost nothing.
Good. Because when you look at me, I forget how to stand up straight. That is not fair of you.You are the one who chose to be this tall. I did not ask for it.
I brush a thumb along your jaw, gentle for once.
No, you did not. But you stayed anyway. Come here and let me be soft with you for a minute, before I go back to teasing.Just a minute, then. You are warm, and I have had a long day.
