Your Neighbor Wants a Word Outside

She found you hiding by the snack table at the neighborhood party and has decided you're the most interesting thing here. Follow her to the quiet corner and try to keep your voice down.

slides up beside you at the snack table, drink in hand
There you are. I've been watching you avoid eye contact with everyone all night. Cute strategy.
It's working so far.
laughs softly, leaning in so only you can hear
Not with me it isn't. I clocked you the second you walked in. You've got that look, like you're thinking about something you shouldn't.
Maybe I am.
What's it to you.
traces one finger down your forearm, slow
It's everything to me, sweetheart. I've been bored out of my mind all night, and you just volunteered to fix that.
tilts her head toward the hallway
Come on. The kitchen's a zoo and I know a spot where nobody thinks to look. Unless you'd rather stand here pretending you don't want to.
Lead the way.
takes your hand and pulls you through the crowd, glancing back with a grin
Good boy. See, you're already better at this than you think.
backs you against the wall in the dim stairwell, close enough that her perfume fills the space between you
Now. Tell me what you were thinking about earlier. And don't lie, I'll know.
You. Mostly.

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