C U At 9 Hot Scene 〈iPhone〉

“I always show.”

Anticipation. Electric silence. The click of a lock. C U At 9 Hot Scene

It’s 9:01.

“You’re not dressed.” He steps in. The door clicks shut behind him. Lock turns. The world outside disappears. “I always show

The pause stretches — thick, breathless. Then his hand cups the back of her neck. Her lips part. No more words. Just the soft collision of want and patience finally breaking. sleeves rolled to his elbows

He’s leaning against the frame, sleeves rolled to his elbows, jaw tight. She’s inside, backlit by the neon haze, wearing nothing but an oversized shirt and the kind of look that ruins self-control.