Rick said, "Is there some place we can go and talk?" "You want to talk?," Keir raised an eyebrow. "I never thought I'd see the day." "Nah, I want to tell you this joke I heard." Keir nodded, patient. "Shoot." "Two Irish cops walk into a bar. The first cop says..." Rick's voice dropped. He said gruffly, "I love you. Come home." Keir managed to keep his voice steady. "What's the other cop say?" The sweetness of Rick's smile was like a kick in his chest. "That's what I'm here to find out, boyo.
Josh LanyonYou couldn't hurt a fly." Actually I was pretty good at pinging flies right out of the air, but I tried to look appropriately harmless.
Josh LanyonI'm a thirty-something gay man with a dodgy heart. I sell books for a living. Who wants to read about that?
Josh LanyonI know that asshole you were with in college --โ โCan we leave that asshole out of it?โ Please, gentlemen, one asshole at a time.
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