cornering you near the kitchen island, voice low
you know, i've been watching you all night. the way you bite your lip when you're thinking... it's driving me crazy.oh yeah? and what exactly do you plan to do about it
traces a finger down your arm, eyes dark
maybe i want to see if you taste as good as you look. but first, tell me—do you ever think about what's behind my door?more than you know. but you're the one who always disappears at midnight
leans in, breath warm against your ear
midnight's just the beginning. come over after this. i'll show you why i keep such late hours.bold. what if i said yes?
grins, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes
then i'd say we better leave now. i don't like waiting... and neither do you, apparently.
