Finally! The penultimate supper - er - Fic bit!

[librathree]

Hutch sank up to his chin in the hot foaming water and hooked his arms along the side of the hot tub, closing his eyes with another in what seemed to be an endless string of sighs. He’d be sore tomorrow from that tumble down the hill - not to mention the chunk of shoulder meat the bullet had gouged out of him - but the tub should help prevent the

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[moondroplette]

oh, lovely lovely lovely. YAY!

*love* jealous Starsky. rawr.

Like he’s stealing them, Hutch thought, like he doesn’t know they belong to him.

is just...oh, perfect.

“Then you better be ready to forget everything else.”

thank GOD :) yum intense

so, if I haven't said it enough so far, I love love love this. Yay you! :D

[librathree]

Thanks! I have struggled with this scene for a while, and even so it turned out slightly differently from how I intended - yet I thought it worked. I'm very glad to hear it worked for you too. This little turn of Starsky's made me go "Hm." and then "Yeah, yeah - he's made up his mind, hasn't he? Better than Hutch has!"

Thanks again, for reading and being patient *g*. Only 1 more bit (maybe two if I have to split it for length) and I'm done! Whee!

[moondroplette]

wheeeeeeeee! \o/

*tries to be patient*

[aliciamasters]

This was amazing. I love the combination of tentativeness, emotion, insecurity and desire. You did a brilliant job with this chapter, and I'm kicking myself for waiting so long!

[librathree]

Don't kick yourself - let me! *kick*! ;-)

Seriously, I'm glad to hear you're enjoying it. :)