| moonbrightnites ( @ 2012-07-15 18:53:00 |
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Justin called back just before noon, his voice just short of chastising and entirely too close to sympathetic. “He wasn’t nearly as hot as you.”
“Who is?” Brian gave Cynthia the eye until she muttered something and left. “And your evidence is flawed. I didn’t have a chance to see how quickly I could make him come.”
“True.” A short pause followed. “I’d offer to bring him with me for my visit, but I’m not sure I could find him again.”
Brian closed his eyes and smiled. “When?”
“This weekend,” Justin replied. “So we can settle this like reasonable adults.”