Yeah, he'd dozed off. Barely any sleep the night before, hard work for the last week and this latest romp here in the room had tired Jack out but good, and he'd sure slipped straight down into some damn uneasy dreams, but Ennis' voice, his touch, gets to him more than any dreams ever have and he listens without opening his eyes, wondering if maybe this weren't some part of the dream after all, because that's sure as hell the only time Ennis' ever start talking like this, like there's nothin to lose anymore.
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Date: 2006-09-06 03:06 am (UTC)