Tommy Reynolds
Junior Member
Greed
Some men take only what they need... Others take everything they want.
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Post by Tommy Reynolds on Apr 10, 2009 3:00:10 GMT -4
"My place it is," and he told the driver, who had to change course. He rubbed her back gently and then kissed the top of her head. "You're too kind..." he said in response to her rambling. Tommy felt a little guilty that they had gotten as far as they had with her being so drunk. Despite being a greedy bastard, he wasn't a complete asshole. She was his only real friend in this world and there was no way he'd fuck that up with her.
"Are you going to be ok? Should I have maybe taken you to a hospital instead?" he asked, feeling a little panicked. Then his panic turned to anger as he wondered if Danny had ever slept with her when she was this wasted. As much of a douche bag as that guy was, he wouldn't have been surprised to find that the case. Next time they were getting high together, he would ask.
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Post by Jessica Andrews on Apr 10, 2009 3:10:58 GMT -4
She shook her head as he mentioned a hospital. "No, I'll be fine," she promised. "This happens a lot. I just need some sleep," she licked her lips which were extremely dry and then made a funny face. "And I need to brush my teeth about five times, then I'll be okay," she laughed silently. It was cute to see how he cared about her. Normally when she got this drunk, the people she was with would just laugh and continue on with their nights and she would have to find her own way home which was incredibly difficult under the influence.
She didn't think of it now but would realize that choosing to go to Tommy's place was a great idea. If she came home and Danny was there, what would he say? Yeah, definitely a better idea.
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Tommy Reynolds
Junior Member
Greed
Some men take only what they need... Others take everything they want.
Posts: 51
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Post by Tommy Reynolds on Apr 10, 2009 3:15:53 GMT -4
Tommy nodded a little, listening to her. "You can borrow my tooth brush..." He wouldn't bother her with questions anymore. Falling silent, he just held her there in his lap. His hands stroked the back of her hair and along the flat of her back. Gently, he pressed kisses to her forehead. Once the driver pulled up to his place, Tommy paid and carefully carried Jessi up the five flights of stairs to his loft. She wasn't heavy, but by the fifth flight of stairs, he was exhausted. It was a miracle he'd made it up these stairs drunk or stoned out of his mind on several occasions.
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