Hot ((link)): Knock Knock

She turned, eyebrows raised. “Who’s there?”

He stared at the screen. His brain, addled by capsaicin and lack of sleep, short-circuited. His thumbs moved before his judgment could stop them. knock knock hot

Leo stepped aside. As she walked past, her arm brushed his. Electric. Warm. She turned, eyebrows raised

And for the first time all night, Leo wasn’t sweating at all. Leo wasn’t sweating at all.