sasha

She bit the inside of her cheek. __ou wouldn__ keep secrets from me, would you? I mean we__e been friends how long?_"We have been friends, thirteen years, eight months, two weeks, four days,_ The wheelchair stopped and Ari watched the long shadow look at his watch. __ixteen hours, four minutes and forty seven seconds and counting I__ say; give or take thirty minutes. Or if you want the short version: five thousand and four days plus or minus a few hours."She put her hands to her face and laughed to keep from crying. __lease tell me you made half of that up. Who actually keeps track of time like that?

Wow. I didn't think I'd ever see you like that."Cam trembled; he couldn't help it. He felt like his body was not his own. "Like what?""So..." Sasha seemed to search for the right word. "Involved, maybe? On-screen, you all seem kinda cold. I guess I figured you'd done it all before." Cam took a moment to gather himself. A phrase came to him, and he allowed himself a wry grin. "It's not the same. That's work, even if it's one of my friends. This is real sex.

See," Sasha muttered, eyeing the sun. "It's mine.

Syn finished with dispatch then called his first officer. While waiting for the phone to be answered he told Furi to pack a bag with whatever he would need for the next couple of days. Furi didn__ move.__urious,_ Syn growled. He wanted to get the hell out of that apartment just in case Sasha wanted to come finish the job.____ not leaving. She is not going to run me out of my own damn place._ Furi jutted out his chin in defiance.Syn forgot about his phone call and came to stand directly in front of Furi. __o and pack a bag now. That crazy bitch is not going to get a second chance if I have anything to say about it.___ou don__ have anything to say about it.___he hell I don__,_ Syn barked. __our foolish pride will get you killed. Let's deal with her and then you__e more than welcome to come home. Don__ let your stubbornness make you an easy target, because that__ just stupid.___ou calling me stupid?_ Furi snapped right back.Syn rolled his eyes in frustration. __re you fuckin_ kiddin_ me? Furious we don__ have time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit right now. Go get your shit and let__ move._ Syn went over to the only window in Furi__ apartment and stood watch while Furi threw some clothes, toiletries, books and a laptop into a bag, grumbling curses the entire time. Syn let him say whatever he wanted to, as long as he was doing what needed to be done.Furi had a large duffle draped over his shoulder when he came to stand in front of Syn. __one, Detective. Anything else you want to order me to do?__yn took a quick calming breath. He took Furi__ duffle off his shoulder and set it gently at his feet. He put his arms around Furi__ waist and pulled him to him. ____ not trying to order you around. I just can__ let anyone hurt you._ Syn squeezed his eyes shut.