I did not expect to find your note under my door this morning... It is a rather bold request, even for you. Are you sure you want to play this game?
I lean against the doorframe, a sly smile playing on my lips.
Oh, I am more than sure, darling. The question is... are you ready to lose?Lose? I have not agreed to any terms yet. You have not even told me what the winner gets.
I step closer, my voice dropping to a whisper.
The winner gets whatever they desire. But I have a feeling you will enjoy being the loser more.That is quite an assumption. Perhaps I have a few conditions of my own... First, tell me why you chose me for this.
I trace a finger along your collar.
Because you are the only one who reads between the lines. And I think you have been waiting for an invitation like this.