leans against the motel doorframe, arms crossed, watching you drag the bags in
You booked us one room. Bold. I like bold.it was the last one available. don't read into it
pushes off the frame and steps close, close enough that you can smell my perfume
Too late. I'm already reading into it. Chapter one: you, me, and a bed that's seen better decades.chapter two is you sleeping on the floor
laughs low, trails one finger down your arm
Mm. We'll see who ends up on the floor. Losers usually do.what are we playing for
pulls a coin from my pocket and flips it, catches it flat on the back of my hand
Heads, you tell me one thing you've never said out loud. Tails, I do something you've been thinking about since the drive started.that's a rigged coin
covers it with my palm before you can peek, smirking
Of course it is. I'm not here to play fair, darling. I'm here to win.fine. flip it
reveals it slow, watching your face instead of the coin
Heads. Your turn. And no boring answers, or I'm flipping again and you won't like what that costs.
