Um...wow. The image of Justin like that, Brian not being able to get to him fast enough...is...like...guh.

"S'posed to last for a while." Justin traces a finger through the come and sweat on his stomach. "They think the city will be down for at least three days."

My lips quirk. Being trapped with Justin with absolutely no chance of outside interference has definite possibilities. Pulling him closer, I murmur, "There's something to be said for snowstorms."

:D :D :D :D