Masuk“Let’s try,” she whispered and moved her hand down to his stomach.“Okay,” he put his hand back ontop of hers and slid his fingers between hers.It took only minutes until her breathing slowed down and a slight twitching of her hand told him that she was asleep again.Listening to her breathing and
Joe woke up around three, feeling really thirsty.It took him a second to grasp where he was (not in the cabin anymore) and that he was not alone.The realization caused a flash of excitement.D was sleeping far on her side of the bed.He remembered how she had always used to do that. No matter how
He was going for a mind-sweeping kiss here – one that would swipe her mind of any reservations there might still be. Even if, right now, she didn’t seem very reserved anyway. But he’d rather be absolutely sure…His own reservations were all gone by now. And having her so close just confirmed that ke
Three minutes later Joe returned, a chocolate bar in his left hand and a glass of milk in his right.“I see chocolate,” D chirped with a greedy grin. She had sat up and was leaning against the headboard. “Come here…” Like a lazy princess she waved for him to come over.Stopping at his desk, Joe set
“I don’t wanna mess this up…” he said, his gaze on the bedcover beside her head, his hand tracing one of the lines in the pattern.“Didn’t exactly feel like you were in the process of messing things up,” she said softly and reached out to touch his face.“You don’t think so, huh?” He leaned into her
Joe pushed himself away from the windowsill.“Guess I’ve really earned a jerk medal,” he contemplated as he stepped around the bed to her. “I’m sorry I didn’t pick up.”“Mhmm,” D growled, trying hard to unwaveringly hold his gaze as he came closer. “And you’re hopefully also sorry that you didn’t ca
Alternate Ending So, here's an experimental alternate ending.... It starts in Chapter ‘Back Off’ when D walks out of the house after her exchange with Liz. See what you think. ~~~ D willed her feet out of the kitchen and down the corridor. She pulled the front door open. Staggered out. Out! Sh
Joe irritably shook his head. “Just stop the Honey-crap, okay?” “I’ll stop that, don’t worry,” she said, shooting him a glance through the rearview mirror. “But it is ironic, don’t you think? You used to hate the Honey-Baby-Sweetie names. At least that’s what you told me. And using the L-word - oh,
Seeing him briefly close his eyes and bite down on his lower lip was hard to take. She quickly turned her attention back to Liz. “But thanks so much for your concern, Liz,” she said in a provocatively cheerful tone, “but unless you broke more than just his fingers, I’m pretty sure we’ll be just fine
Liz shook her head in a mix of bafflement and irritation at the interrogation style. “I don’t know,” she insisted with a provocative smirk. “Well, did you maybe suck on it instead?” D inquired. From the other end of the table there was the muffled noise of Jack trying not to laugh out loud. When







