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Close the Curtains
You have this way of holding a cocktail umbrella like it’s a lethal weapon, and frankly, I’m waiting for you to use it on me.
The Cedar Sauna
He didn’t just look at me; he cataloged my posture like a flaw in a blueprint, then offered to help me tear the whole thing down.
The Second Tuesday in November
I watched the way his throat moved when he swallowed, the thick cord of muscle straining against a work-shirt that had seen better decades.
Clara's Secateurs
She held the steel blades against the vine with the same practiced indifference she used to strike lines from my copy.
The Upper Aft Deck
He looked at me like I was a sequence he couldn't quite master, all limbs and breath and stubborn refusal to find center.
Keep Your Hands on the Table
He didn't just play the bass; he wrestled it, his thighs bracketed around the curve of the wood like he was trying to keep it from bolting.
The Fermentation Room
He had her pinned against the cool, damp concrete of the fermentation vat, the smell of yeast and heavy fruit thick enough to choke on.
—the way the light hit the seat felt like a dare
I watched the tendon in your neck pull tight when you laughed, a high-tension wire vibrating in the dark of the sleeper car.
—because I wasn’t looking for a reason to stay
Elias noted the specific angle of her neck, the way her tendon strained against the salt-slicked skin as he moved inside her.
Why Is Your Hand Still On the Small of My Back?
He had that same proprietary tilt to his chin, looking like a retraction waiting to happen—polished on the surface, but messy if you checked the sources.
The Water Was Still Hot at Four AM
His silence was a high-altitude kind of quiet, the kind that makes your ears pop and reminds you how thin the air is.
Elodie's Matchbook
I wanted to take that look of hers and press it between the pages of a heavy book until it turned into a stain.