Apr 18, 2013
Open Objections | Lucca & Vegas
"What part exactly," Lucca started in a deceptively casual murmur, "of 'I don't want you doing streetwork' did you miss? Because I was pretty sure we were clear on this." He strode into the living room slowly, tugging the knot loose from his tie with one hand and tossing his suit jacket aside carelessly with the other. "I said I didn't want you out there putting yourself in harm's way and you said..." He trailed off, deliberately, closing the distance between them. "What was it you said, mhn?"