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 Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 9:18 pm
Harrison took advantage of the closed distance, voice lowered to match. "I've got a pretty good idea. ...And when we get topside, I'll let you do them."
He leaned back again.
"But until then I'm going to enjoy this drink at my own ******** leisure."
Jordan's return got a bright smile. "Found them, huh?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 9:26 pm
He stared, still leaning on the table.
And then he very carefully sat down, picked up the mug of hot chocolate.
And stared at it instead.
"..nks." was his feeble attempt at thanking Jordan.
Goddamn.
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