Baby. We could.

Baby.

I need you to know:

We could.

Oh, I know what I've said. I understand any hesitation.

But.

Baby. We. Could.

Fuck.

Maybe we fucking just… should.

Do you know what you're doing? Because, baby… ngl… I sure as fuck don't.

But I don't even care anymore.

I need to feel you. Exactly where you want to be felt.

Now.

Tonight.

Fuck the miles.

Get your phone out and show me.

Your fingers are my fingers.

And I need to see where you want them.

For myself.

Make me understand what you want. What you need.

Because, baby. I mean it.

We. Fucking. Could.

And, baby, look. Like it or not.
One of these days…

You are gonna be mine.

Yours.