weatheredlaw: from Hyacinth: “Nice digs,” Royal said, looking around the motel room. Rosie was gone, hiding in to woods nearby. She’d taken off in the middle of the night to throw the Captain off, but he knew that. Royal enjoyed a game. Cat and mouse was his favorite. “Can I help you with something?” Eli …
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weatheredlaw: from Hyacinth: The Lady held out a cigarette. “I quit,” Royal said, barely looking at her. “Suit yourself.” She lit it and sucked on the end greedily, billowing smoke in a twisted halo around her head. “I don’t usually get to have the pleasure of your company, Captain Aberdeen. What is it this time?” …
takethewords: They had been ready to leave her flat for the morning, her on her way to work and him on his way home to change from the night before. Too many glasses of champagne and that red dress had seduced him to hers, not for the first time. Keys in hand, and her hand …
weatheredlaw: from Hyacinth Eli tossed another log into the fireplace and, for the first time that evening, Rosie took stock of the luck they’d had. Eventually, she knew, it was going to run out. But for now, it felt good to have a roof over her head – even if it was leaking. “Are you …
weatheredlaw: from Hyacinth “Shit,” Eli muttered. “Shit, shit, shit.” He continued this way for several minutes, kicking the ground in disbelief, cursing the Lady’s name, cursing the names of people Rosie didn’t know, cursing himself for being so stupid. Finally, he grew silent. He was tall, she noted, watching his shadow stretch in the moonlight. …
weatheredlaw: from Hyacinth Rosie felt Eli’s hand on her shoulder and she spun around, her palm making contact with his face before she could really react in any rational way to his touch. “What the hell?” He reeled backward and continued cursing violently, his eyes searing with anger. “Listen to me, alright? I know that maybe …
weatheredlaw: from Hyacinth Eli narrowed his gaze and contemplated Rosie’s tattered shoes and dirty jacket. Compared to his clean coat and recently-shaven face, Rosie knew she must have looked frightfully out of place and slightly off-putting. She certainly smelled it. “You’re one of those scary single girls, right?” He smiled when he said it, and she …
somethingofthewolf: takethewords: “I don’t think I could ever settle down.” He raises his glass to his lips and asks before he drinks, “Not even with me?” She clicks her tongue at him. “Mmm, I don’t know. You might get sick of me and leave.” “Now why would anyone ever run away from you?” Sweethearts Source: …
hellyeahbilliepiper: takethewords: “I’ve always loved the way you dismantle a bomb.” “Now is not the time, Hunter. You can sexually assault me later, after we’ve saved the prime minister.” Sweethearts Source: previouslytakethewords-blog
somethingofthewolf: takethewords: He was gone. Rogue, they said. They wouldn’t tell her why, just that she should report to headquarters Monday morning for her partner reassignment. But he wasn’t rogue, she knew that. He was missing. There was no way he would ever leave the job, leave her. (She wouldn’t let herself think of the …
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