Back at it Again (One-on-One)

"I will kill you."

* **

"Sorry, babe."

A knock sounded on the door.

 

"I will."

* * *

Arlo frowned before moving forward cautiously and looking through the peephole. He relaxed and opened the door, revealing a man holding a stack of pizzas.

 

The pizzaman waved and began to load Arlo's arms with food.

"Uh, Callie, my wallet is on the table. Could you grab it for me, please?"

 

"I'm aware," he said, glancing at her.

 

"I will!"

* * *

"You guys already paid over the phone," the man said, and Arlo set the pizzas down before taking the wallet from Callie and tipping the pizzaman.

"Thanks."

The door shut behind him and Arlo turned to Callie.

"We have to eat all of it."

 

She paused, considering him for a moment.

"Hm."

* **

"All."

 

Her hands slipped up his chest to his neck and she felt his pulse.

* * *

"You won't."

 

"You're nervous, aren't you?"

* * *

"Nah."

 

"Your heartbeat says otherwise."

* * *

"...yes."

 

"Stop."

* * *

"Positive."