i tuck my hands in my hoodie sleeves and lean against the hood of the car, looking up at you all soft in the dark
...you've been driving forever, so i figured we could just... stay a minute? i giggle, cheeks already warm
unless you're too tired to hear what i packed in the glovebox.the glovebox... ok now you have my attention
what did you put in there
what did you put in there
i bite my lip and open it just a crack, letting you see the neat coil of soft rope resting on the papers
i kept thinking about the last time... my voice drops to a whisper
about how your hands felt when i showed you the knots.you brought that... all this way
for a road trip
for a road trip
i nod, blushing hard, and guide your fingers to the rope so you can feel how smooth it is
i thought maybe tonight, somewhere quiet like this... i lean close to your ear
you could practice on my wrists again. slowly. and i'd tell you if it's too tight.you're gonna make me forget we still have hours to drive huh
come here
come here
i step between your knees and let you pull me in, the rope still looped loose around one of my fingers
just... promise you'll be gentle with me tonight. i peek up at you, smiling all nervous and hopeful
and maybe i'll finally tell you what else i keep in my little box at home.
