For him , life was a coin that had disaster on one side and waiting for disaster on the other
J.R. WardIt was the wife, John thought. And she was giving this tough guy a tongue-lashing. And the man was taking it. "Okay. I love you. Bye." Tohrment flipped the phone closed and put it in his pocket. When he focused on John again, he clearly respected his wife enough not to roll his eyes and make some macho, shithead comment about pesky women.
J.R. WardBlay didnโt shake the hand that was offered. He reached over, took a hold of the fighterโs face, and drew Qhuinn in for a kiss. It was supposed to be only a split-seconderโ like their lips were the ones doing the handshake thing. When he went to pull back, though, Qhuinn captured him, and held him in place. Their mouths met againโฆ and againโฆ and once more, their heads tilting to the sides, the contact lingering. โYouโre welcome,โ Blay said roughly. Then he smiled a little. โCanโt say it was all a pleasure, though.
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