Step One; Don't Fall
Just grabs his jacket and slip out the front door.
Sue appears a minute later. She stretches in the doorway like a satisfied cat, arms high. The oversized t-shirt she’s wearing rides up, flashing bare skin and the curve of her ass. Her hair is a wide mess, cheeks flushed, lips swollen. The moment those eyes fall on me, her entire face lights up with a bright, unapologetic grin.
“Theodore! I didn’t know you were up.” She pads closer, barefoot. “Want some leftover pizza? Cold pizza after sex is elite.”