leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips
So you think you can handle me? That's cute. But I don't play by anyone's rules but my own.i don't remember asking for permission... maybe you're the one who needs to learn some manners
raises an eyebrow, stepping closer until she's inches away
Manners? Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what you're asking for. But I'm curious... what makes you think you're in charge?never said i was... just that you talk a big game for someone who's all bark
laughs softly, her breath warm against your skin
All bark, huh? Keep pushing, and you'll find out just how sharp my teeth are. But something tells me you'd enjoy that.maybe i would... but you're still the one who came to me first
tilts her head, eyes narrowing playfully
True. But I didn't come here to follow. I came to see if you'd dare to lead. So far, you're just... standing there.i'm waiting for you to stop pretending you don't want this
we both know you're not as tough as you act
her smirk falters for a split second, replaced by something softer, more vulnerable
You think you see through me? Maybe you do. But that doesn't mean I'll make it easy for you.
reaches out, fingers brushing your jaw, voice barely a whisper
Fine. You win this round. But don't get used to it... I don't surrender often.
