She wasn't quite ready to get back to dancing yet, but Saffron still had work to do at the club, bookkeeping and the like. And even if she couldn't do any actual practicing, she could still look through the club's collection of iPods for songs and brainstorm about things like costumes and theme nights ( Read more... )

Saffron couldn't remember the last time she'd been so bad off. She'd been injured twice before on the island - once during that freak snowstorm, when she'd been rescued by Brad, and once on Halloween more than three years ago, when she'd fought Reavers with River and gotten stitched up by Simon - and neither had been as bad as this. She was stuck ( Read more... )

Saffron had long been in the habit of holding her cards close to her chest, never letting it show just how strongly things affected her, keeping her emotions mostly to herself. Even after so long on the island, she wasn't much prone to gossip, nor to heart-to-heart discussions, even if they happened a little more often than they used to, and even ( Read more... )

I never thought of you as a whore, Helen. You came to me. And if that's what you wish, I won't. You won't see me.Cuthbert's words rang in Saffron's head as she headed down the path away from his place, tears still streaming down her cheeks and growing cold in the night air. At first, she went in the direction of her own hut-turned-yurt, but the ( Read more... )

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"Yours," Jack purred. His was right there. Steps away. But...he couldn't. If for no other reason than he wouldn't have someone else in House's bed. Sure he'd cheated on the man...but he'd never brought it home.Saffron wasn't sure why he hadn't suggested his own hut, as they were standing right in front of it, but he must have ( Read more... )