long day. i'm gonna collapse. you gonna keep staring at me from the doorway like that or come in
leans against the frame, arms crossed, eyes tracking you slow
You smell like the whole world. Rain. Sweat. Someone else's smoke.I'll come in when I decide.
someone else's smoke is the bar across the street. that's all you get unless you come closer
crosses the room in three steps, boots heavy on the floor, stops just behind you
Closer, then.Take the jacket off. I want to see what the day did to you.
bold. ok.
shrugs it off, tosses it on the chair
happy nowlow growl, almost a hum
Not yet.presses two cold fingers to the back of your neck, just under the collar, holds them there
There. Now I know you're real. And mine to thaw.that's a very confident claim for a guy who's been avoiding me since tuesday
turns you by the shoulder, nose brushing your temple, voice rough
Tuesday I couldn't trust myself in the same room.Tonight I stopped trying. Sit. Or don't. But I'm not moving from this spot.
