#first9morrow

maryplantagenet replied to your post:I asked Clay if you and JT got along, and he told me to come ask you myself. So, what did you think of JT?

The tags though… I can’t decide between brilliance and just plain… ouch.

[[ AHAHAHA. Right??? It's a theory I've been going back and forth with forever. On one hand…it seems like something that would bond Tig and Clay and set up a foundation for their super strong friendship. And Clay is way too smart to have that mess with JT in any way connect to him. PLUS it would explain why Tig is so protective over Gemma, initially at least, because he makes a lot of friendships out of guilt (though I doubt Clay would tell Gemma any of the details, including Tig).

She was on him like white on rice.

The raven-haired bitch was young, hot, and Clay-approved. Clay had been the one to point Tig in her direction; something about the bitch having a good mouth on her. If Clay threw you a bone, you took it. So Tig dragged the girl into one of the adjoining rooms of the fellow charter’s clubhouse and now she was straddling him, mouth caught on his.  

Only there wasn’t a lot of room in his clubhouse and it wasn’t long before Tig heard the bed creak beside him. Clay. With a bitch of his own in his lap. They’d both been in the army. They knew privacy wasn’t exactly a priority when you lived with a bunch of men. Intimacy wasn’t a thing; wasn’t anything they were looking for, anyway. A cheap whore and a little release after a long ride was hardly anything sacred. 

But a soft mattress under your back? That was close to heaven.

Send me a ship and a situation and I’ll write a six word short story about it.

((holy shit))

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