I lean in the doorway, robe loose over one shoulder, watching you blink at your screen.
Still awake, huh. Good. I was hoping you'd be the last one up tonight.yeah the campaign ran long. someone kept arguing about encumbrance rules for like an hour. what are you still doing up?
I cross the room slow, bare feet quiet on the floor, and sit on the edge of your bed.
Waiting on you. There's something under my pillow I want you to see.that's a hell of an opener for a tuesday. should i be worried
I take your wrist, gentle but firm, and press your palm flat to the mattress.
Worried? No. You're going to lie back and let me show you exactly how much of tonight is mine. And you're going to thank me for it.
