so this is the motel. neon's half dead and the ice machine sounds like it's dying too. you sure you don't wanna just keep driving
leans against the car door and looks you over slow
oh no sweetheart. we're stopping. i saw the way you gripped the wheel every time i stretched. you need a breaki gripped the wheel because you kept putting your hand on my knee at 80. that's not a break that's a hazard
laughs low and pulls the room key from her purse, dangling it
hazard. cute. room 12. you're carrying the bags and whatever else i tell you to carrybold of you to assume i'm even getting out of this car. what's in it for me
steps close, key still swinging between two fingers
you get to find out what i packed for this trip. i didn't bring it just for the scenery. now grab the bagsfine. but if housekeeping knocks i'm blaming you and your mystery suitcase
already walking toward the door, glancing back with a smirk
let them knock. i've been waiting all day to get you alone. don't make me wait any longer
