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[for saffron and john]
Aug. 25th, 2008 02:42 pm[From here]
They both knew that there was no card game. No game of chance at all, in fact. Just Jack's hands moving slowly across her back and stolen kisses on the way back to his hut. Helen knew the game just as well and that alone was enough to make him smile. Nothing to chance, even if the subtle agreement and verbal subterfuge were vaguely misleading...to anyone without eyes to see just how much closed doors were necessary for the two. Two until they reached the door of his hut. Jack grinned at her, then turned that grin on John.
Game on.
They both knew that there was no card game. No game of chance at all, in fact. Just Jack's hands moving slowly across her back and stolen kisses on the way back to his hut. Helen knew the game just as well and that alone was enough to make him smile. Nothing to chance, even if the subtle agreement and verbal subterfuge were vaguely misleading...to anyone without eyes to see just how much closed doors were necessary for the two. Two until they reached the door of his hut. Jack grinned at her, then turned that grin on John.
Game on.
