Here's the teaser for tomorrow's chapter! For those how are interested, that is.
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That hermetically sealed, jaw dislocating, bridge of the nose bruising, one body trying to climb into the other, no breathing possible, classic dictionary definition of sucking face that left the Ass Bandit fuzzy, giddy and ready to roll melted into a soft murmuring of kisses, no spot on his five o’clock shadowed, nearly frozen, loopy grinning face unadorded, his head cradled secure, his body pinned in the most delectable way.
Mr. Grabby Hands should be late more often.
“Oh, god…Jack! Jack!” The taste of relief was sweet on Ennis’ lips. “I…when…I saw…oh, Jack!”
“Enn – hey – En -” Any attempt to verbally console Ennis through his obvious distress was cut short every time by a mouth that was unwilling to be interrupted.
And who am I to stand in the way of his preferred method of venting?
“And when…I couldn’t…you didn’t…answer…your phone…”
“Oh, sor – I broke da…damn…ding…” Ennis’ tongue butting in the way of Jacks’ t’s. “…doday.”
“Broke…how?”
“Drop – drop – drop-” As much as he appreciated Ennis’ worship, Jack wanted at least one sentence free of any speech impediment. A turn of head opened up just enough room to speak around the attention being lavished on the corner of his mouth. “I dropped it when Daniel punched me.”
“What?”
Blue opened to brown a nose length away.
“Only because I punched him first.”
“You punched him – why?”
“Because he hit on me.”
“But you said you – WHAT!!???!!!”
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Until tomorrow!
B