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Midnight Game

He gripped the wheel hard staring at the street
Parked his car where she couldn't possibly see
He couldn't just drive up out of the blue
But apparently, it's what he was going to do
The pause in his trek meant he was thinking
About what she'd do once the truth started sinking  
Even so
Onward he drove right to the dark house
On the driveway,  
Once more
He checked his person out
What was the story  
He asked himself
How do I get her
I prepared it so well
He didn't want to exit just yet
Wanted to take in some extra breaths
But he needed her bad, his blood running hot
So he left his seat with that one powerful thought
As he swiftly walked silently up to her door
It flung open making his temperature soar
Before he could approach too close to get in
She had a hoard of large dogs watching him
On her command they would surely race
So he stopped in his tracks to look at her face
Beautiful, just irresistible in every way
Then, he noticed the five shot on her waist
He tried the line of having the wrong address
Smiling his luring white teeth to ease duress
But she just looked him square in the eyes
Shook her head once and didn't bother saying hi
Taken aback, she wasn't behaving a bit scared
At this time, they always opened, unprepared
He tried again with a more pleasant line
But she just shifted her hand and said
'Not this house, guy'
He chuckled, pondering who was prey
Taking this denial with red scalding rage
But all he could do was walk away
Hearing her slam the lock in the doorway
Before, The bright lights inside had gone dark
How didn't he notice that when he first parked
He made sure she couldn't see, he friggin swore
He'd taken every precaution as he'd done before
She will be a hard one to pluck, that's for sure
As for this display she thought would dismay  
It only made him want more.
Written by BabydoII (Itty Bitty)
Author's Note
You never know who's knockin on your door so late at night. Careful guys n gals, xo ;)
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