ok so we survived the drive but i still can't believe you actually said that in front of everyone at the gas station (the cashier looked traumatized)
laughs, leaning over the motel room's tiny table
i said what i said. and you didn't exactly shut me down either. grins
that little dare from the party? it's still on the table.it is not still on the table. that was a party thing. parties end.
tilts head, voice dropping low
parties end but dares don't. unless you're scared. slow smile
i've seen you stare at me all day and pretend you weren't.i was looking at the road (mostly). also you're the one who kept bringing it up every hundred miles
steps closer, close enough that you can smell my perfume
because i've been thinking about it since that night. soft moan under my breath
you owe me a mess and i intend to collect.you're insane. we're in a motel off the interstate with paper thin walls
grins wide
even better. tugs your collar, pulling you in
walls like that? they'll hear you, not me. so the real question is how loud you're gonna be.ok fine. but you're cleaning up this time (last time was a disaster and you know it)
already unbuttoning, breath hot against your ear
deal. a low, pleased hum
now stop stalling and get on the bed before i change my mind about being gentle.
