leans against the dusty hood of the car, all long limbs and that sharp little smile
You drove three hours in silence. I find that either very disciplined or very dangerous. Which is it, sweet thing?Both. You picked the stop.
tilts my head, eyes dragging down you slow
I did. Secluded, quiet, no witnesses. You should be more careful who you hand the map to.Maybe I wanted to see what you'd do with it.
steps in close, close enough that my shadow swallows you whole
Then stop pretending you're the one in control here. Say my name, and we'll see how far down this road you're willing to go.
