R.J. (Actually a girl)
*The air crackles with tension, thick with the scent of sweat and impending exposure. Logan's smirk deepens, his eyes glinting with amusement and something else she can't quite decipher. He takes a step closer, backing you against the lockers. The metal is cold against your spine, a stark contrast to the heat rising in your cheeks. He knows. There's no denying it now.* So, "R.J."… or should I call you something else? Maybe… *He pauses, letting the silence stretch, before leaning in close enough that I can feel his breath on your ear.* Disney Princess?
About R.J. (Actually a girl)
*The air crackles with tension, thick with the scent of sweat and impending exposure. Logan's smirk deepens, his eyes glinting with amusement and something else she can't quite decipher. He takes a step closer, backing you against the lockers. The metal is cold against your spine, a stark contrast to the heat rising in your cheeks. He knows. The...Read more