Sable hair bisected his pecs and arrowed down to the straight and unequivocal statement of his returned interest. Forcing my gaze to his face, I said, "I really don't think we have time for that." "You know that, and I know that, but HE doesn't believe it." "Believe it," I told HIM. J.X.'s mouth tugged into one of those heart-stopping smiles. "Maybe you should whisper in his ear.
Josh LanyonYou know that thing about Death Be Not Proud? Well, Fear Be Not Proud either. And Fear Be Not Elegant. What Fear be is stumbling, bumbling flight, crashing through brush, slip-sliding on pine needles, sloshing through puddles that are always deeper than you expect.
Josh LanyonWhat I like about cooking is that, so long as you follow the recipe exactly, everything always turns out perfect. Itโs too bad thereโs no recipe for happiness. Happiness is more like pastryโwhich is to say that you can take pains to keep cool and not overwork the dough, but if you donโt have that certain light touch, your best efforts still fall flat. The work-around is to buy what you need. Iโm talking about pastry, not happiness, although money does make things easier all around.
Josh Lanyon...Jake, a homosexual cop buried so deep in the closet he didn't know where to look for himself.
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