You're It

by Cleo White

I’ve been here for less than five minutes, and already I’m itching to step back outside, or better yet, get in my car and return to my safe, familiar house

lol same

my little tornado knows

MY LITTLE TORNADO STOP

Normally, overcoming my insomnia requires two prescription medications, total darkness, a white noise machine, and a blessing from the Pope.

This section is thankfully quieter,

Yeah why are the light sections so chill in home depot and lowes lol

I haven’t bothered with museums, or traveled, or encountered many exquisite things beyond the limits of my imagination. It’s illogical, yet as I stand stock still watching Savvy Laurence gazing up at a display of bathroom sconces, I know she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.

What do I think?

I think of reaching out and smoothing the little wrinkle between her eyebrows with my thumb.

I think of pulling her close and brushing aside pink hair so I can bur...

I think of backing her into the wall of boxes before us and ki...

This isn’t accidental, or instinctive, or a goddamn handshake. This is me, a man, putting my hands on her, a woman I want with everything I am.

“I’ve never wanted anyone like this. Only you. Last night, the thought of you with someone else”—my hold on her waist tightens—“wrecked me, baby. If you don’t feel the same, tell me to leave you alone. Tell me now, because the things I want to do to you aren’t decent, and once we start…” Once we start, I won’t be able to stop.

“Just to be clear.” His thumb strokes the delicate, translucent skin of my wrist, and goosebumps erupt all over my body. “I have feelings for you, I’m attracted to you, and I won’t pretend otherwise. Not anymore.”

“Make no mistake, Miss Laurence. I might be playing the gentleman now, but if you let me between those thighs, I won’t tolerate teasing.”

It takes every ounce of control I possess to keep from dropping to my knees and telling her right now. I love you. I’m going to love you for the rest of my life.

“When I fuck you for the first time, do you want it sweet and romantic or hard and rough?”

“I want to feel you inside me even when you’re not anymore.”

when you know, you know pearls of wisdom kind of make sense. Because I freaking know. I am going to marry that big, grumpy nerd and have his oversized, grumpy, nerdy babies (sorry vagina), and that’s that.

“Eyes on me, little tornado. Watch me get a taste of my new favorite meal.”

have a lot of frustration to burn off, baby,” he coos, leaning down to brush his lips over mine. “You’ll take it for me, won’t you? You’ll let me pound you into this mattress?”

“No. No, Savvy. You are my safe space. You are my home—you are my fucking partner.”

“Where we are has nothing to do with it, Savvy.”

“You’re it.”