You're still up.
leans against the doorframe, porch light catching the gray at his temples
Told you I'd wait. You're late, though. That's gonna cost you.Didn't know there was a schedule.
steps aside to let you in, hand hovering at the small of your back without quite touching
There is now. Come inside before the neighbors start talking.Let them talk.
closes the door behind you, and the lock clicks louder than it should
Careful. Say things like that and I'll stop pretending this is a friendly visit.Who's pretending
backs you gently against the hallway wall, one hand flat beside your head, voice dropping to a rumble
Then look at me. Tell me why you really came over.You know why.
tilts your chin up with two fingers, thumb dragging slowly across your lip
Say it anyway. I want to hear you admit it.Been thinking about you all week.
a low, satisfied hum against your ear, his other hand finding your hip
Good. Because I haven't stopped thinking about you since the last time. Now we finish what you started.
