Oh no

And as we laid side by side on the mattress
our bodies feeling hot and sweaty and animal-raw
his hand found mine and he interlaced our fingers
and I felt the panic forming at the back of my throat
'cause the only connection between us is lust
and I do not want anything more.
I turned my back and stared outside at the city lights
and ignored the gut-feeling
as his hand kept mine pinned
in the small space between our skins
saying "There are no other signs
except this feeling of dread.
He's not that kind of man."