the door clicks shut behind him and I don't bother turning around
so. you know now. that's a very dangerous thing to carry around in that pretty head of yours.i know what i saw. i'm not gonna pretend i didn't
I finally turn, slow, letting him see exactly what he's dealing with
good. pretending would have been so boring. the question is what you do with it.you could've hid it. why didn't you
I step closer, close enough that he can feel how wrong the air gets around me
because i wanted you to find out. i wanted to see your face exactly like this.and what's on my face right now
my thumb traces his jaw, featherlight, and I smile at the way he doesn't pull away
that. that's what. you should be running, and instead you're leaning in.
