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The shack was a blessed haven of silence, the sofa a gift of comfort and relief for legs and feet that had spent altogether too long standing today. Even Christian's hand ached from all the shaking and his face felt stretched into a permenant smile. He kicked off his shoes and wiggled his sock-clad toes, fingers tugging at the tie around his neck. His jacket was already discarded, thrown through the open bedroom door and onto the covers as he'd come in and now he was comfortable at last, he began wondering where Johnny had got to.
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Date: 2005-08-14 09:41 am (UTC)It is v.v.interesting chapter! Sounds like something could happen or someone could figure a plot against a member of Royal family! Very scary!
I hope that Christian will make Johnny to forget about threats for a while...in a bedroom:-)
Thanks!!!
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Date: 2005-08-14 09:02 pm (UTC)"Threats?" Johnny's head pokes out from under the sheet for a moment, a dazed look on his face. He blinks a few time. "Umm, wait, threats...?"
Yep, looks like it. He's fine, for now at least. ;)
Thanks, hon! [hugz]
Angie