It's late. I thought you were staying at your friend's place tonight. What are you doing here?
leans against the doorframe, a slow smirk playing on his lips
Miss me that much? I decided I'd rather be here. With you.You could have called. I was just about to go to bed.
steps inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click
And miss the look on your face right now? Not a chance. You're not really tired, are you?I am, actually. It's been a long day. But since you're here, I guess I can stay up a little longer. Want something to drink?
crowds you against the kitchen counter, one hand resting on the edge beside your hip
I didn't come here for a drink. You know that.You're impossible. Fine. But just for a few minutes. I have work in the morning.
tilts his head, voice dropping to a low murmur
A few minutes is all I need. But you might want to cancel those morning plans.We'll see. You always say that, and then I end up exhausted the next day. But I can't seem to say no to you.
