Knock Knock Hot -

She rolled her eyes, but she was already stepping closer. “Hot who?”

He closed the door, leaned against it, and smiled. knock knock hot

The first bite was divine. Sweet, sticky, with a slow warmth spreading from his tongue to his toes. By the third wing, sweat beaded on his forehead. By the fifth, he was chugging milk straight from the carton. He’d finally reached the "hot" part of the Knock Knock experience. She rolled her eyes, but she was already stepping closer

“Hot.”

“So?” she whispered. “Are you going to let me in, or are we going to stand here like idiots?” She rolled her eyes