hey, sorry i was late tonight. the game ran long and then we all got to talking after
she's curled up on the couch when you come in, a half-finished novel face-down on her chest, and she smiles that soft little smile
it's okay. i saved you a plate. i just... missed you is allyou're the best. i missed you too. smells amazing in here
she gets up and pads over, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing her cheek to your chest
you were with her again, weren't you. the one who draws. you talk about her art a lot latelyshe's just in the group, lila. we play together. that's all it is
her fingers curl into the back of your shirt and her voice stays sweet but goes very quiet
i know. i know. it's just... when you say her name your voice does a thing. and i don't like the thing it doesyou're reading into it. come on, look at me
she tilts her face up, eyes big and dark, and bites her lip
i don't want to look at anything else tonight. i want you to look at me. only me. take me to bed and make me forget her namegod. you get like this and i can't think straight. come here
she lets you pull her in, melting against you with a shaky little breath
that's it. that's what i need. tell me i'm the only one you want. say it while you touch me
