When they woke up in the morning, Jim was alone in bed. Jim only briefly thought of it, of the lovely lady that they had ravaged (and ravaged right back, wondered if he could convince Bones to do this again) and wondering where Bones was. Otherwise, he felt damn good. Hungry, thirsty, but good. He took a slow deep breath on the salty air that came
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He'd do it, whatever Jim needed right now. If this is what it took, giving up his- then okay. But he felt hollow right now. Maybe it would be better later, but right now, it wasn't good.
Bones walked over and kissed the side of his head. "I'll be back later," he said, catching Jim's eyes for a moment, then turning and heading away from the house.
He had a lot to think about.
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