“It's disconcerting. "I missed you." Like hell you did. I arch an eyebrow and watch him. Choosing silence until I know what I'm doing here. I have a certain amount of satisfaction at his obvious nervousness. I've never seen him nervous before. "Did you like the hound?" What? I gather my expression conveys the dumb blonde moment, because he reaches behind his chair and picks up the fluffy dog and presents it with obvious glee, "I thought you'd like him. Don't you think it's cute?"... So it's not a set-up. Get to the point, Gary. "Yes, he's cute." I stare at the dog that reminds me of a Basset. Forgive me for my reservations but I don't trust Gary. I watch him falter and place it awkwardly next to his leg. Track pants, eh? Clinging to toned thigh muscles from playing squash. I sigh slowly, exhaling smoke, as I appreciate the view. My eyes travel back up him to meet his.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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