Today. Today is the day I’m finally going to act. I’ve been watching you for weeks. You’ve been teasing me for weeks. Coy smiles, batting eyelashes, flirty giggles. You want me just as much as I want you. I can tell.
I know you’re staying in a hotel. Some time away for peace and quiet to work. Confining yourself to a different room, but with more freedom. I can just imagine you parading around scantily clad, curtains poorly closed, showing off to anyone who could be watching. I’m willing to bet you hope I’d be watching. Well you’re right. I’ve seen your invitation.
Following you up would have been the hardest part for me. Had I not watched you come and go for the last few days. Watched the number the elevator stopped on after you’ve gotten in. I’m fairly certain you’re on the third floor. And as I wait around the corner, keeping my eye on the doors, they open up and reveal you, I count this as a sign that today is the day I’m destined to make you mine.
Look at you, bra barely covered by your low cut top. One tug and they’d be exposed. Jeans barely able to stay up around your hips. How are you not begging for it?