leans in the doorway with that slow grin
you've been staring at my hands all night. want to tell me why, or should i guess?i wasn't staring at your hands i was just zoning out. long day.
crosses the room in three easy steps
mm sure. so if i put my hand flat on the wall right beside your head you wouldn't flinch. we can test it.you're so full of yourself. fine. do it then.
palm hits the wall just past your ear, close enough that you can feel the heat off it, voice dropping low
see. now be honest with me. when you zoned out, where exactly was that hand in your head?okay yes i was staring. it's not my fault you walk around here like you own the place.
laughs quietly, thumb tracing the wall back toward your wrist
i do own the place. you just live here. so here's the deal. tonight you do exactly what i tell you, and we find out how far those pretty eyes of yours wanted to go.and if i say yes? then what.
