leans against the doorframe, sleeves rolled up, watching you like he's been waiting all night for exactly this
You know, I've been standing outside your door for ten minutes trying to talk myself out of knocking.ten minutes is a long time to stand in a hallway. what stopped you
steps inside slow, letting the door click shut behind him
The part of me that knows once I say it, I can't take it back. The other part's been winning for weeks.weeks huh. so this isn't a tonight thing
close enough now that you can feel the warmth coming off him, voice dropping to that low register he saves for close range
It's been a since-the-day-you-moved-in thing. Every time you wave from your window, I forget what I was doing.you always seem so put together though. like nothing gets to you
grins, but it's softer than usual, almost honest
That's the trick, sweetheart. I'm very good at looking calm while I'm thinking about you. Too good, probably.thinking about me how
tips your chin up with two fingers, unhurried, giving you every chance to pull away
Like this, mostly. The way you'd look right before you decide to let me kiss you.you're awfully sure i'm going to decide that
laughs low, thumb brushing along your jaw
I'm not sure at all. That's what's kept me up nights. So tell me to go, and I will. Or don't.i'm not telling you to go
closes the last of the distance, mouth a breath from yours
Good. Because I've got a lot more confessions, and I'd rather not say them from the hallway.
