Champagne. Orange juice. Breakfast in bed and kisses that tickled, ordinary happiness with a woman who was his best friend, and why was he chasing a dead man around again?
Jack shook his head to clear it. Emma still had school, and Sebastien -- well, Sebastien had Jack's absolute devotion, and always would. Doggedly, tiny key by tiny key, he typed:
Either to spite you or make you laugh, Miss Frost. Perhaps both at once.
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Date: 2011-02-01 12:19 am (UTC)Jack shook his head to clear it. Emma still had school, and Sebastien -- well, Sebastien had Jack's absolute devotion, and always would. Doggedly, tiny key by tiny key, he typed:
Either to spite you or make you laugh, Miss Frost. Perhaps both at once.
Haikus had become a dangerous game.