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Happiness

The sun shone warm on the flat white paving stones, soaked into Bodie's bones, his blood, his dreams. He woke slowly, revelling in it, in the fact that there was no one shooting at them, no one shouting for them, and there was another twelve days of just the same to come. He stretched lazily, feeling sleepy, cat-like.

Beside him Doyle dozed on his stomach, face half buried in the angle of his arms, and Bodie's gaze wandered across his shoulders, down the line of his tanning back, and even further.

Holiday, and cream of his very own.

He smiled.

Date: Tuesday, 21 October 2008 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] byslantedlight.livejournal.com
Lol - there was no eating of the cat! *vbg*

Very glad you like it - yeay!

Hold Your Breath, Sunshine


A ship is safe in the harbour - but that's not what ships are for.

~o~

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. (Sarah Williams)

~o~

Could've.
Should've.
Would've.
Didn't. Didn't. Didn't.

~o~

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