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- I’m not being fair, I suppose,” Archie said eventually, and Ewan glanced over at him in surprise. “I know you’re trying to change your life. But it’s hard, seeing as how you’re in love with Oliver and all.” “In love with who?” Ewan demanded, sitting up straight.
- he's in love with him the same way that an archnemesis is in love with the hero
- “Aren’t you? You’re so obsessed with him.” “Love and obsession have nothing to do with each other.” Archie rolled his eyes. “They have everything to do with each other.”
- ewan, that's neither a right or convincing argument.
- They were close enough to share breath, close enough that Ewan got a noseful of Archie’s lavender cologne and could make out a circle of gold in his pale blue eyes, which seemed even larger than normal. He could feel waves of heat coming off of him as he practically buzzed with intensity. It should have been uncomfortable being nearly cheek to cheek, but instead Ewan’s stomach began doing excited somersaults. He wondered what would happen if he leaned forward and—
- NOW WE'RE TALKING
- “Shall I get out my massive sword,” Archie continued, “and—”
- DO YOU MEAN THAT LITERALLY OR --
- “I have to warn you,” Sophie whispered, edging closer to him, “I’m afraid of dogs.” “You won’t have time to be afraid when your face is bitten off,” Ewan said.
- “Oh, fine,” Archie grumbled. Muttering under his breath, he began stripping. Ewan stared in shock as he wrenched his jumper and shirt over his head, but he came back to life when Archie undid his belt and shoved down his trousers, pooling them around his ankles. “What are you doing?” Ewan yelped, covering his eyes with his hand.
- OH MY GOD!!!!!!
jan 5 2015 ∞
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