#litmoons

" your only job tonight is to fall apart for me . . . understood ? "

"  you  really  should've  call  instead  of  just  showing  up  unannounced  .  .  .  what  if  i  had  company  over  ?  "

          “ you know what ... you two nearly had me convinced tonight. ” the beer bottle clinks onto the marble counter, the only sound to fill the silence between the two of them. “ well, at least, you made it believable. brooks on the other hand ? fell flat. ”

"you should go." he starts, forcing his gaze away from their own. "i'm far too old for you to be playing these games with me."

          “   go  on  then.   tell  me  how  much  you  don’t  want  this  when  you’re  practically  shaking  in  desperation  for  me.   ”

a quick, knowing smirk curved his lips, turning to look at her. " are we about to pretend that i don't hear you back? " he leaned against the counter, very much amused by the topic. " my name on your lips... " his voice was deliberately quiet, but still he made sure she heard him.

it  was  overkill,  having  someone  walk  her  home.  only  had  a  couple  drinks  that  night,  never  one  to  let  alcohol  overtake  her  wits.  but  when  the  hot  bartender  offers…  well,  winnie  wasn't  one  to  turn  down  an  opportunity.  “  so  do  you  walk  all  your  patrons  back  home?  ”  teasing  and  light  comes  the  question,  bumping  her  elbow  into  his.

the haze of sleep still clouding his brain as his eyes slowly opened , taking in the dark bedroom around him . his gaze caught on the familiar shape beside him . he had only meant to close his eyes for a few minutes . somehow , he'd ended up asleep in the bed he used to call theirs . without really thinking about it , grant leaned closer and gently nipped at her shoulder . " baby ... " he mumbled against her skin , his voice still rough with sleep .