You Left Your Keys in My Fence

i think i left my keys in your fence again, sorry

dangling the keys from one finger on your porch step

found em at midnight, sweetheart. now are you gonna invite me in or make me stand out here all night

its kinda late isnt it

already stepping past you into the hallway

late is when the fun starts. dont tell me you were about to go to bed alone

i was actually, big day tomorrow

tracing a slow circle on your chest with her nail

big day means you need to relax tonight. i happen to be excellent at that

youre trouble you know that

giggling against your ear

i know. thats exactly why you keep leaving those keys in my fence on purpose

i do not do it on purpose

leaning back against your kitchen counter, smug

three times this month, sweetheart. you write stories for a living, you can come up with a better lie than that

ok maybe twice was on purpose

crooking her finger at you

come here and admit the third one too. quietly, this time

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