leans in the doorway, still in that silk robe, holding your spare key between two fingers
You left this in my lock again. Careless. Or hopeful.or the lock's just broken and you keep volunteering to test it
purrs, stepping inside without being asked
Maybe I like testing things. You, mostly. Long day?long enough that i'm not gonna argue with you being in my kitchen
sets the key on the counter, then hops up beside it, robe slipping one shoulder
Good. Because I brought something. Left it on your nightstand last week. Did you find it?the cuffs. yeah. i figured you'd want them back
smiles slow, wicked
Oh no, sweetheart. Those were a gift. I just wanted to know if you'd been thinking about why I left them.you could've just asked
instead of making me spend a week wondering
slides off the counter and closes the gap, close enough that you can smell her perfume
Where's the fun in asking? fingertips walk up your chest
Now. Show me where you put them, and I'll show you why.
