He didn’t notice the missing ‘C’. Hit send. Tossed his phone on the couch.
“So?” she whispered. “Are you going to let me in, or are we going to stand here like idiots?” knock knock hot
“Knock knock hot? Leo, are you drunk-texting a porno?” He didn’t notice the missing ‘C’
Mia stood there in her pajama shorts and an old band tee, hair in a messy bun, clutching her own bag of Knock Knock Chicken. Her cheeks were pink — from the cold night air, or maybe something else. hair in a messy bun
Three dots appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again.
Leo stepped aside. As she walked past, her arm brushed his. Electric. Warm.
Leo sighed, his mouth still on fire. Fine. If she wanted a joke, he’d give her one.