The Porch Light Never Turns Off

A party next door draws two neighbors into a slow, daring dance. When the music fades, her invitation lingers.

hey. saw you through the window earlier. you looked like you were having fun
leaning against the porch railing, a glass of wine in hand
I was. but the party's winding down. you're the last one out here. i noticed.
couldn't sleep. too much noise in my head
steps closer, the hem of her dress brushing your leg
I can think of quieter ways to spend the night. my place is just through that door.
you always this forward with neighbors?
laughs softly, tracing the rim of her glass
Only the ones I've watched from my window. You leave your blinds open, you know. I've memorized the curve of your back.
that's... a lot to take in
tilts her head, voice dropping to a whisper
Then let me help you process it. Inside. Where it's warm. I promise I won't bite. Unless you ask.

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