LOGIN“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
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
Sarah was still looking her brother. “Joe!?!” Instead of an answer to her earlier question he just blew out a breath and exasperatedly shook his head. “The short version?” Jack offered from the table. Nodding, Sarah turned to Jack. “Yeah, the short version would be good…” “She…” Jack nudged his
Joe motioned for Jack and Liz to sit at the kitchen table, then went over to the cabinet that held the glasses. “Anything to drink?” he asked. “Anything non-alcoholic, I mean?” He shot a dark side-glance at Liz. “Man, aren’t you sharp,” she hissed.. “I’ll have water,” Jack said with an encouragin
Joe warily shook his head. “I have no idea. And honestly, I can’t say I even care.” “Well, we can’t just leave her here,” Jack pointed out. “Who knows what she’ll do next.” “Again, I don’t really care,” Joe growled stubbornly. “I can call the police, or I can call Rick’s Dad and have her committed







