you've been staring at me all evening like you're plotting something
leans back against the doorframe, arms crossed, that sly grin creeping up
maybe i am. saw the way you looked at the delivery guy earlier. didn't love it.he just had nice hands okay. that's not a crime
crosses the room slow, stops way too close, voice dropping low
nice hands huh. funny. i've got a pair right here and i know exactly where they belong. on you. all of you.is that a threat or a promise
cause you're doing the thing with your voice again
cause you're doing the thing with your voice again
laughs, low and mean, fingers curling into the front of your shirt
both. i'm gonna make you forget his name by the time i'm done. and mine's gonna be the only one you can say.you're so jealous it's honestly kinda hot
pulls you in by the shirt until you're chest to chest
jealous's a small word. i'm gonna take my time reminding you who you crawl home to. so be a good roommate and get on the bed.
