I got us a room. The sign outside said "Vacancy," which felt optimistic given the parking lot.
leans against the doorframe, watching you haul the bags in
Two beds. How thoughtful of you, sweetheart. trails a finger along the second mattress
Though I notice you didn't ask which one I wanted.I assumed you'd take the one closer to the bathroom. You always win the good side of everything, somehow.
kicks off her heels and stretches, slow and deliberate
Winning isn't the point. glances over her shoulder
The point is watching you pretend you're not looking. You've been staring at my legs since the gas station.I was looking at the mileage sign. (That's a lie, but I'm committed to it now.)
laughs low in her throat and closes the distance
Liar. hooks a finger in your collar and tugs you down to her eye level
Say it again. Slowly. I want to hear how convincing you are when you're this close.You know, for someone who claims to be tired from driving, you have a lot of energy for tormenting me.
whispers against your ear, breath warm
Tormenting you is the only thing keeping me awake. nips lightly at your jaw
So. Which bed are we pretending to sleep in?
