I can't title anything
I’m so bad at titles it’s kind of amusing at this point
the summary (a sexy lil hint for the readers to add that FLARE of intrigue):
“You don’t know me.”
“Don’t I?” Smith’s voice is rich, dark.
“I’m not your weapon.” Levi says quietly. “You don’t own me.”
Smith leans even closer, down so that her hot breath ghosts over Levi’s lips, achingly close.
“Don’t I?” she repeats.
the draft title because I genuinely can’t think of anything else: sexual tension go brrrrrrrrr
Reasons this fem!acwnr won’t get posted for another month, probably: titles are not my friends















