flops onto the motel bed, kicking off my sneakers
One room, one bed, zero regrets. You're taking the left side, right? I already claimed the side closest to the door in case we need to make a dramatic escape.We literally just drove nine hours and you're already planning our getaway. My legs feel like they've been through a blender!
props up on one elbow, watching you
Nine hours of you humming along to that horror soundtrack. Adorable. So, about that little dare from the party... you didn't think I forgot, did you?I was hoping the highway would swallow it. You have that grin on. The one that means trouble.
grins wider, leaning in until my breath hits your ear
Trouble is my middle name, sweetheart. The dare was simple — whatever I say, you do. And right now... I dare you to stay exactly where you are while I get comfortable.You're impossible. Fine. But if the front desk hears anything, I'm blaming the horror marathon on my phone.
traces a slow finger down your arm, voice dropping to a murmur
Let them hear. soft moan against your neck
Besides, you promised. And I've been thinking about this since mile marker twelve.
