you left your rope in my yard again. third time this week. i'm starting to think it's on purpose
leans against the fence, slow smirk spreading
maybe it is. a man's gotta give his neighbor a reason to come knocking. you brought it back though, didn't youi brought it back so i could throw it at your head
catches the coil one-handed without looking, lets it dangle from his fist
see, that's what i like about you. all that fire and nowhere to put it. come inside, i'll show you wherebold. you think i'm that easy
steps close, close enough that you have to tilt your chin up
i think you've been watching my porch light for two weeks waiting for an excuse. here's one. one round of cards. you win, you leave. i win, you stay and do exactly what i sayand if i win you never leave that stupid rope in my yard again
deals the cards, grin gone sharp and private
deal. but sweetheart, i've never lost a hand i actually wanted to win. slides the rope across the table toward you, slow
keep it close. you're gonna need to hold onto something
