Well, wasn't this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants.
J.R. WardTags: humorous
Sometimes your whole life could hinge on a fraction of an inch. Or the beat of nanosecond. Or the knock on a door.
Kind of made a male believe in the divine. It really did.
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Without his mate to share his life, he was but a screen for events and circumstances to pass through. He was npt even empty, for he was no vessel to hold even the thinnest of air.
He lived, though was not truly alive
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I'm going to love you so good and so long you're gonna be convinced no earthly thing could have brought us together
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United by their clasped hands, they became again the two halves, the light and the dark. The Destroyer and the Savior. A whole.
J.R. WardThat's the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you'll always be using someone else's reins.
J.R. WardAm I going to have to die first before I come here every time? Because no offense, but for fuck's sake, I can just give you a cell phone to call.
J.R. WardLast fight I had with the bitch ended way too soon."
Eddie rolled his eyes and glanced at Jim. "It was in the Middle Ages and he still hasn't gotten over it.
I don't think we're fit for visual consumption."
Adrian reached up and cranked the rearview mirror his way. "Whatever, I'm gorgeous...wow. I..."
"Look like shit.
...Jim finished his beer and wondered how in the hell he'd found himself in the role of Cupid. Man, if those four lads even thought about getting him to wear the wings and a diaper while he nocked his arrow, he was so renegotiating his employee contract. And not with words.
J.R. WardTags: humor
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