She was staying. A little longer. V smiled to himself. So this was what winning the lottery felt like.
J.R. WardWhat... are you?" she choked out. "No sunlight. Funky choppers." he inhaled raggedly. "Take a guess.
J.R. WardSurely it wasn't possible that Vin diPietro was the first assignment. "Hello?" DiPietro waved. "You in there?" Nah, Jim thought. Can't be. That would be above and beyond any call of duty. Over the guy's shoulder, the commercial that was on the TV suddenly showed a price of $49.99-no, $29.99, with a little red arrow that ... considering where Vin was standing, poined right at his head. "Sh*t, no" Jim muttered. This was the guy? On the Tv screen, some woman in a pink bathrobe smiled up at the camera and mouthed, Yes, it is!
J.R. WardI want to be with you, too,โ he said. โIโll come to your room after dawn.โ Qhuinn didnโt want to ask. Had to. โWhat about Saxton?โ โHeโs gone on vacation.โ Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaally. โFor how long?โ โJust a couple of days.โ Too bad. Any chance of an extensionโฆfor like a year or two? Maybe forever? โOkay, itโs aโโ Qhuinn stopped himself before he finished that with date. There was no sense kidding himself. Saxton was away. Blay wanted to get laid. And Qhuinn was more than willing to supply the male with what he wanted.
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