“Well?” D asked, thoroughly innocuous. “What do you think?”
Leon carefully edged away from the heavy velvet drapes like one might bite him. Well, for all he knew, it might. One really never knew with D.
“Is something wrong?” D blinked. “I can’t be in violation of some law I’m not aware of…?”
He swallowed, tried to think of a way to sugarcoat it, and promptly thought better of it. “Shit, man. Be honest with me. Did you steal these from someone’s dying wealthy grandmother?”
“Where on earth do you think of such things?” D laid a hand across his chest dramatically. “What if she had given it to me as a gift?”
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D is for Drapes
Date: 2009-09-21 10:33 pm (UTC)From:Leon carefully edged away from the heavy velvet drapes like one might bite him. Well, for
all he knew, it might. One really never knew with D.
“Is something wrong?” D blinked. “I can’t be in violation of some law I’m not aware of…?”
He swallowed, tried to think of a way to sugarcoat it, and promptly thought better of it. “Shit,
man. Be honest with me. Did you steal these from someone’s dying wealthy grandmother?”
“Where on earth do you think of such things?” D laid a hand across his chest dramatically. “What if she had given it to me as a gift?”
Leon sagged. “Forget I asked.”