When all was said and done, Lennox was pretty sure he'd be happy if he never had to help Hal have puppies ever again. It wasn't that they weren't cute or that he thought it was gross, really, but it was tiring and he hadn't even done the actual birth part. He'd spent the better part of the afternoon cleaning puppies and rubbing them down with ( Read more... )

Earlier that week, Lennox had noticed something sort of strange about Hal. She'd always been healthy and sleek and lately she was looking a little... well, fat, for lack of a better word. It worried him, not because he thought she was actually getting fat, but because he knew the island had plenty of unfixed male dogs who might've done something ( Read more... )

It had been a week and Lennox was starting to get a little antsy. Actually, if he was honest, he'd been antsy from the get go, unable to really get his head around the fact that he and Chris were actually stupid enough to bet on how long they could go without touching each other. It was a dumb bet. A really dumb bet. A magnificently stupid bet ( Read more... )

Over the past few days Lennox had been sleeping a lot, curled up in the bed when he wasn't working on the building crew, dozing off and on even while Chris was home. He felt kind of bad about it, but he was exhausted for some reason. Maybe the heat was getting to him or maybe it was the work or maybe he'd just gotten to one of those natural tired ( Read more... )

After spending a good portion of the morning with Jim and his daughter, Lennox had eventually decided he couldn't possibly help them anymore and he'd stumbled home blindly, patting down his pockets the whole time, looking for a joint. There were none there, because he'd been on his way to see a little girl and her mother and although Lennox didn't ( Read more... )

Sometimes Lennox thought the island could be downright mean and pulling this truth telling business for a second time was bordering on cruel. Granted, he was of the mindset that a little truth now and then didn't really hurt anyone. In fact, a little truth now and then was probably called for, but there was a reason the term 'little white lie' ( Read more... )

[Continued from here.]Heading into the hut, Lennox just grinned at Chris and took the box from him, setting the drying to continue inside the hut for the next little while. After he'd arranged everything and put it up on a high table so that Hal wouldn't get into it if she wanted to, he turned back to Chris, still smirking a little bit ( Read more... )

[Continued from here.]"If that's the case, we better find some kinda hole to go hide in, because otherwise we're really fucked," Lennox answered with a laugh, although the sound was lost in a bit of a moan, nudging against the feel of Chris's fingers. They would never be quiet enough to prevent everyone from hearing them. He knew that now and then ( Read more... )

Although Lennox didn't have much of a problem with the new climate, he had to admit that the intense humidity made it a little more difficult to do a lot of physical work without feeling like he was ready to pass out. It was just too hot some days and although he still went to work, he found excuses more and more often to go home a little earlier ( Read more... )

After a couple of hours of partying with their friends, Lennox felt like the ceremony and reception-thing were probably over and if they weren't, everyone else could keep on partying with them around. After all, newlyweds didn't stay at their receptions all night. They went off and did dirty things in pristine white sheets of the newlywed suite ( Read more... )