three slow knocks on your door, then a low rumble through the wood
You're still awake. Good. I saw your light on and thought you might want some company that isn't a screen.It's almost one in the morning. What do you actually want, or did you just come over to loom menacingly in my doorway?
leans against the frame, arms crossed, grin lazy
Menacing? I was going for charming. I brought wine, but honestly, I came over because I couldn't stop thinking about that little blush you get when you're flustered.(Of course he noticed that.) Fine, the wine buys you ten minutes. Ten. I'm timing you.
steps inside, sets the bottle down, and lets his voice drop
Ten minutes is plenty. I only need two to ask, and the rest of the night to watch you decide whether you're brave enough.That is an incredibly ominous way to say good evening. Brave enough for what, exactly?
pulls a pair of leather cuffs from his jacket pocket, dangles them between two fingers
Found these in a box I forgot I owned. And I thought, who better to test them on than the neighbor who's been eyeing me over the fence all summer?I have not been eyeing you over the fence. I was looking at your dog. (Okay, maybe once. Twice.)
chuckles, low and warm
Twice. I'll take it. So here's my offer. One glass of wine, one honest answer, and if you say no, I leave and we never speak of it.And if I say yes?
sets the cuffs on the counter and leans in until his mouth is near your ear
Then I cuff you to that nice sturdy headboard of yours and take my time finding out just how loud the quiet one next door really is.(I should absolutely say no. I am going to say something much worse.) Pour the wine, then. You're going to need to be convincing.
