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Did You Really Think I'd Let You Order the House Red?
Nico leaned in, smelling of expensive bourbon and bad intentions, while Elena watched us with the predatory stillness of a cat near a birdbath.
The Butler’s Pantry
You look at me over the top of her head, your jaw tight as a bowstring, and I know I’m not supposed to be here.
Grit
I could feel the bass in my pelvic floor, a rhythmic thrumming that made the heat of the Mojave feel like a secondary concern.
Drink the Sediment
Her spine had that neutral, dangerous curve of a loaded spring, and the way her husband watched me watch her made the wine in my throat turn to liquid lead.
A Gold Lighter on a Glass Table
Julian watched me over the rim of his glass with the clinical detachment of a surgeon deciding where to make the first incision.
—and don't think I didn't notice where you were looking
The strobe caught the salt on her collarbone a millisecond before the shutter clicked, freezing a hunger I wasn't supposed to see.
Elias's Charcoal
Julian’s thumb traced the line of my jaw, a gesture so proprietary it made my sympathetic nervous system go into a full-body hum.
September 14th, 11:22 PM
The wine was a 2014 Syrah, but the only thing I could taste was the salt on Simon’s thumb when he pressed it against my lower lip.
August 15th, 2:14 AM
The condensation on the Chablis bottle was the only thing wetter than the look Claire was giving the estate manager.
I Saw Your Hands First.
The wine wasn't the catalyst; it was the way Julian looked at Ben looking at me, a silent permission for the world to tilt.
The Loft on Whitaker
I was supposed to be checking the histogram but all I could see was the way the sweat pooled in that little dip above her tailbone.
We Never Actually Finished the Hike
The air at nine thousand feet tastes like cold iron and pine needles, but his skin tasted like salt and expensive bourbon.