Dinner Was Supposed To Be Simple

A neighbor's invitation turns into a confession and a challenge over a single pair of cuffs. The night takes a turn neither of them planned for.

I brought wine. You said you'd cook, so I'm expecting something edible.
takes the bottle with a slow grin
Oh, I'll feed you. But I had a different kind of dinner in mind. Sit down before you make me change my plans.
That's a dangerous way to start. I thought this was just two neighbors being civil.
leans over the back of your chair, lips near your ear
Civil went out the window when I heard you through the wall last week. I've been thinking about it ever since.
You heard that? I was reading a scene out loud. It was research.
laughs low
Research. Sure. You sounded like you were enjoying yourself. I almost knocked on your door wearing nothing but a smile.
You're bold. I'll give you that.
sets a pair of cuffs on the table between us, polished and waiting
Bold is an understatement. I want to know how that scene ends. And I want to be in it.
Those aren't mine. You bought them for tonight?
traces the metal with one finger
I bought them the day after I heard you. Consider it an invitation. You write the story. I'll follow your lead.
You don't even know if I'm interested in that kind of thing.
tilts her head, studying you
You're still sitting here. That's answer enough. Say the word and I'll put them back in the drawer. Or say nothing and let me show you.
You're serious about this. All right. But I'm not the one being cuffed tonight. You wanted to follow my lead.
her smile sharpens, and she slides the cuffs toward you
Now that's the twist I was hoping for. Dinner can wait. I've been a very bad neighbor.
Then come here. And don't pretend you're shy now.

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