Polar Reaction
“Though it was dark, he could hear the crash of waves along the shore that couldn’t be very far away.“This is some place.” They stepped onto the lit porch, which held two white rocking chairs. Brendan imagined the two of them, Tuck and Jamie, sitting there watching the sun set over the water. A sense of longing tugged at his heart.“Yeah. Jamie inherited it from his uncle. We mostly stay here.” Tuck knocked lightly on the screen door while Brendan took in the import of his statement. These two were a couple. Was there really room for three?Jamie pulled open the door, a wide grin on his face. His hair was wet, his blue eyes made even bluer by the turquoise silk shirt he wore, the first several buttons undone to reveal his smooth, tan chest.“Hey. I was wondering if you guys were going to show up. I made some frozen margaritas and I was just sitting here thinking I might have to drink the whole pitcher by myself.” He held up a glass half filled with pale green slush and flashed a dimpled g...rin.They entered the room.MoreLess
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