S U I T S (#2)

38// accident

38// accident

I was out in the markets
my finger fiddling with the hemming
on my turquoise dress
a basket of fruit in my other hand

Picking up an orange to smell it
I smelt something
much
much
sweeter

"are you stalking me?"
Pietro just laughed
his breath tickling my neck
"My brother should lock you away, sweet Ophelia"
a finger trailed down my bare arm

I moved away
putting the orange down
walking back to the penthouse
"Men won't be able to resist you in that dress"

I turned to face him
big mistake
my entire body buzzed
and I felt like I would turn into a puddle of goo

"can you?"
"Is that a challenge"