One Week and One Month by Draycevixen
Doyle couldn’t decide whether to smack the smirk off Bodie’s face or kiss him. It wasn’t a new feeling.
The urge to kiss him won in the end. It had been a week.
Bodie glanced back over his shoulder to see Doyle standing in the doorway of the rest room, the expression on Doyle’s face telling Bodie instantaneously that someone was about to get their arse kicked.
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