♚Archer♚
The door slid open. The hall was quiet. The white door waited. I stood there a second and let the tired move through me and out. I keyed the lock and stepped inside.
“You are late,” she said, and she came from the bedroom doorway in a white tank and soft shorts. Her hair was loose. Her feet were bare. She looked like sleep and heat at the same time. The hunger woke with one look and pressed hard under my ribs.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “It was a long day,” I shut the door behind me as I coughed lightly to clear my throat. “Everything ok?” I asked as I faced her. Harley watched me closely before a slow smile spread across her face.
“I am fine,” she said, and she crossed the room without more talk. Her hand found mine and squeezed. Her eyes searched my face like she was looking for
