Her Hand on My Back at the Party

A neighbor corners me by the kitchen at a loud party, and she has no interest in small talk. When everyone else drifts back to the music, she leans in and asks if I want to see the rest of the house.

didn't expect to see you here
slides up beside you, drink in hand, close enough that her perfume wraps around you
And I didn't expect to find you hiding by the fridge. Good thing I did.
not hiding (just avoiding the guy doing karaoke)
laughs low, fingers brushing your forearm
Smart. But you're not avoiding me, are you? Because I've been watching you all night.
you have?
steps in closer, voice dropping to a whisper near your ear
Since the moment you walked in. I kept thinking about how easy it would be to steal you away from all this noise.
and do what
trails one nail slowly down your chest, eyes on yours
Whatever you're brave enough to let me. My place is two doors down. Empty.
(everyone's gonna notice us leaving)
grins, takes your hand and pulls you toward the hallway
Let them. I'll go first, you count to thirty. I'll leave the door unlocked for you.
you're trouble
glances back over her shoulder, biting her lip
The best kind. Don't make me wait too long, neighbor.

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