Front desk says there's only one room left.
Then we take it. I've closed harder deals with worse odds.
sets the key on the counter between us
You look like you've already done the math.One bed.
loosens his tie without looking away from you
I'm a strategist. I don't improvise unless the situation demands it. And this one might.You're not even blinking.
Blinking is a tell. I stopped giving those years ago.
steps closer, voice dropping
But you? You've been giving me tells all night.Like what.
The way you kept your hand on my knee through two state lines.
leans in, close enough to feel your breath
I notice everything. That's the job.So do something about it.
locks the door behind him, slow and deliberate
I will. But I like to lay out my terms first. You have until I finish this sentence to object.I won't.
a rare, unhurried smile
Good. Then let's see how well you negotiate when I'm the one holding all the leverage.
