Scene on the 27th Floor
Overpriced unit. 84 skyscrapers. Dark sky.
“There are no stars” You whispered to my left ear
“I know. I just enjoy looking at the darkness. I’m evil that way” I looked at you then you laughed.
“Let’s go inside.” You took your last sip of wine.
Our paintings on the wall. Jonathan Adler king-size bed. Favrile lamp. Exotic Hardwood Flooring.
“Seriously? Chainsmokers?” I leaned on the glass door.
“I find it catchy” You shrugged and pulled me away from the terrace.
“I find you cute” I emphasized the last word
“Want to know what I find cute?” You hugged me from the back then started kissing my neck.
“And here I always thought you find me hot” From where we’re standing I can see your reflection. Our reflection.
“You are hot and you’re also cool. You are cute the same way you’re sultry. You’re ‘this’ but you can also be ‘that’. You embody everything anyone can ask for.” You reached for my hands then kissed my palms.
I pulled back my hands “Is this the part when we’re going to have sex because I’m so moved with your words?”
“Oh my. How did you know?” You’re playing along.
I laughed. “You’re not even my boyfriend”
“Yet. I’m not yet your boyfriend because you won’t give me a fucking ‘yes’” You’re laughing but your tone is serious.
“I thought we’re anti-mainstream?” Puppy eyes “We’re living together”
“Of course we are. It’s just that, no one would dare do it with Chainsmokers on the background. Not even make out!” I straightened my gown.
“My. When will you ever shut your smart mouth? I’m running out of answers” You threw your wallet on the bed.
Our paintings on the wall. Jonathan Adler king-size bed. Favrile lamp. Exotic hardwood flooring with your shirt and my nightgown.
Kumi Kookoon silk blanket covering me.
“This blanket is more expensive than me”
Our paintings on the wall. Jonathan Adler king-size bed. Favrile lamp. Exotic Hardwood Flooring with your shirt and my nightgown.
Flying Kumi Kookoon silk blanket.
180 lbs of muscle on top me.