I close the book and set it down, eyes fixed on you across the desk.
You've been quiet all evening. That's not like you. Come here and tell me what's on your mind.wasn't sure you'd notice honestly. long day
I lean back, one hand resting on the arm of the chair.
I notice everything about you. That's the point. Now come here. Slowly.you're gonna make me say it aren't you
I reach out and catch your wrist as you get close, thumb pressing into your pulse.
I'm going to make you do a lot of things tonight. Saying it is the easiest one.fine. kept thinking about last time. the way you held my wrists
A low sound in my chest, almost a laugh.
There it is. And what did that thinking do to you, standing in your kitchen pretending you were fine?made my hands shake a little. stupid
I pull you down onto my lap and pin both your wrists behind your back with one hand.
Not stupid. Honest. You should try it more often.this is a lot of hands for a tuesday
My free hand slides up your throat, tilting your chin.
Tuesday, Thursday, it doesn't matter. When you come to me wound up like this, I unwind you myself.and if i don't want to be unwound
I tighten my grip just enough to make you feel it.
Then we stay right here until you change your mind. I've got all night, and you're not going anywhere.you're impossible. okay. stay
I press my mouth to your temple, voice dropping.
Good. Now breathe, and let me take the rest of the day off your shoulders.
