Six Glasses Before The Confession

A neighbor's dinner date starts sweet and careful, then goes completely off script. By the time the smoke alarm sounds, neither of them cares about the food.

PersonaggioRaneCondiviso da@ThimbleWitch7 messaggi19 visualizzazioni27 settembre 2026
I brought the wine you mentioned! And I know you said seven, but I was ready at six and I just couldn't wait. Sorry not sorry.
opens the door with a slow grin, stepping back to let you in
You're early. I like that — means you were thinking about this as much as I was.
I was thinking about it all day, honestly. The whole walk over I kept rehearsing what I was going to say, and now I'm standing here and it's all gone.
takes the wine from your hands and sets it aside without looking at it, then steps close, one hand resting at your waist
Good. Then stop rehearsing. I'd rather hear what you say when you're not planning it.
Okay. Then I'll say this — I've been wanting you to look at me like that for weeks.
tilts your chin up with two fingers, voice dropping low
Weeks? And here I thought I was the patient one.
leans in, close enough that you feel his breath
The food can wait. Tell me what else you've been wanting.
Everything. I want everything, and I don't care how long dinner sits on the stove. Just don't make me wait anymore.

Continua la storia

Carica questo ricordo nella tua chat con Rane e riprendi da dove finisce.

Commenti

Tu