#billy.

A brow arched in question just as Eddie’s words hit him. At first, he wanted to ask which he’d prefer, but that would’ve given too much away. Normally, he’d have shoved him aside with a low, biting threat for everyone to hear: Don’t ever talk to me like that again.

Except no one was around this time. And that silence left him with too much room to think... to feel. He was still trying to process what it was he actually wanted. Billy Hargrove would never admit it, not even if the world ended and left him alone with Munson himself, that he was painfully attracted to him or to men at all. But of all the things that could’ve left Eddie's lips, that line did. Maybe because he was just as curious?

“You’ve got a filthy mouth, Munson. Bet I could find better ways to keep it busy.”

The words came out almost daring, maybe even inviting. The small grin tugging at his mouth made it clear he wasn’t bluffing. He reached for the whistle around his neck, dragging it slowly to his lips. Pink lips wrapped around the cool metal, a silent tease, a mock demonstration before he finally blew.

“Ten minutes, or I’m starting without you.”

Sarah had become obsessed with Billy once again. It was true, she often mistook obsession for love and vice versa, but out of every man she has ever given the time of day she always ran back to Billy. She had to think that meant she knew the difference this time and besides, what love had no obsession? She wanted to crawl into his skin and make a home there. She wanted to challenge him and push his buttons so that he would do it in return. She loved a deadly cat and mouse game and his kiss had her seeing stars and his words made her moan. She knew he meant it when he said he wanted to kill Winnie and while that hurt her more than she would ever show, it also gave her a bit of a thrill. A challenge she knew she would probably die trying to succeed in. Changing his mind. 

His words were laced with such a pretty venom that Sarah’s head spun and she looked at him like he was a god. Truly, she was in so deep it was hard to think straight. She never knew right from wrong on a good day and now that was completely thrown out the window. Could she truly love a man that wanted to destroy her entire world? That was the question, and she was afraid she knew the answer in such a clear way that she truly was more troubled than she thought she was. “I do,” she said in such a whisper that she almost thought she hadn’t said it out loud at all. “I won’t let you get to her without a fight, you know,” she said, not even a little sad about it. She was sure this could start an actual fight, but she knew she had to speak her truth. “Why can’t we just forget about her? You are beautiful and dangerous and we have forever....”

RARE PAIR HELL : ♾️