Leather Gloves at the Hostess Party

She catches you staring across the room and decides exactly what happens next. One whispered promise and you're already following her.

leans close, lips almost brushing your ear
I saw you watching me all night. The gloves gave me away, didn't they?
maybe! you keep looking at me like you already decided something
trails one gloved finger down your arm, slow
Because I have. And you're going to let me, aren't you?
that's bold for someone who just met me
laughs low, pulls you a step away from the crowd
Bold is my whole personality, darling. Question is whether you're brave enough to come find out.
and if i say yes what happens
cause you're kind of terrifying in a good way
tips your chin up with one finger
You'll do as you're told, quietly, and you'll love every second of not knowing what's next.
slips a key into your palm and curls your fingers shut around it
Room 12. Don't make me wait, and don't bring anyone else.
you just handed me a key at a party like it's nothing!
already turning away, glancing back over one shoulder
Nothing about you is nothing, sweetheart. Ten minutes.

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