I think I'll take my whiskey neat
My coffee black and my bed at three
You're too sweet for me
You're too sweet for me
Joel scoffed, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.
— Sweet? You think you're sweet, darlin'? Well, I hate to break it to ya, but sweet ain't exactly the word that comes to mind when I think of ya. – He stepped closer, his eyes scanning her body with a hunger that betrayed his tough exterior. — You're trouble, pure and simple. A damn magnet for it. And somehow, I can't seem to stay away. – His voice was low and rough, filled with a mix of irritation and desire. He reached out and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer to him. — But hey, I guess that's why you called me, huh? To stir up some trouble, to feel alive for a damn moment. Well, congratulations, darlin'. You've succeeded. – He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. — Now, what the hell do you want from me tonight?
hi!! i hope this isn't a weird ask LMAO but i wrote a fic that was based on your tinder!joel post bc i was super inspired by it! i wanted to post it and credit your post, but i wanted to ask first if that was ok with you :) i didn't take any direct lines from it or anything but that post just did something to me so i wanted to write about it lol. totally ok if not but i wanted to ask you first!!
hii :) omg it's totally ok! ♥️ I'll love reading it haha
How am I supposed to sleep?
When you are all I see
Everything reminds me of wounds so deep
How am I supposed to live?
If you're not living too
Everything is nothing without you