Jack's eyes drift close, the double line of his eyelashes a smudge against his skin in the dark.
"I'm starting to think I'd give you anything you want, Val," he says, his voice barely louder than murmur in his chest.
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Date: 2017-06-08 08:15 am (UTC)Jack's eyes drift close, the double line of his eyelashes a smudge against his skin in the dark.
"I'm starting to think I'd give you anything you want, Val," he says, his voice barely louder than murmur in his chest.