by Alex Kidwell
It was a whole lotta family shit, was all Jed was saying. He desperately wanted to go out and blow something up.
No one was talking about the war. It seemed quiet, for now, and as far as Jed was concerned, they would take what they could get. He’d gone out the first night, checked the defensibility of the grounds. Appropriately enough, for a place that looked like a castle, pretty much all it was missing was a moat. It would be a fortress if they needed it to be, which made Jed sleep a lot better at night.
Didn’t mean he didn’t want a job.
“We need to work,” he repeated, sullenly getting out his knives to sharpen them. Again.
“Absolutely,” Redford hummed, eyes still on the book. “Sounds great.”
Jed flicked a look up at him, eyes narrowing. “I think I’m going to start walking around naked,” he informed Redford.
“Uh-huh.”
“I might tattoo my entire body with a life-sized portrait of Margaret Thatcher. You know, in honor of my right ball.”
“That’s good, Jed,” Redford murmured, turning another page.
Jed did the only thing he could. He stood up, undid his jeans, and shimmied them off his hips. His shirt was next, tossed off to land on top of Redford’s head. Redford blinked, looking up at him, eyes widening.
“Take me to bed right now,” Jed demanded. “You aren’t listening to me. I think we need to rectify that.”
He strode off toward the bedroom. Redford was right on his heels.
They had much better communication in bed. Jed made sure Redford worked on his listening skills. Namely listening as Jed begged for more and harder and oh, God, just like that. Redford was very attentive.
They lay in each other’s arms quite a while later, content, Jed’s eyes falling half shut as Redford ran absent fingers through his hair.
“You want a job?” Redford asked.
Jed raised his eyebrows as he looked up at him. Redford just smirked. “I listen to you,” Redford assured him, dropping a kiss to Jed’s nose. “You just had a nice steam worked up. I thought I’d let you go at it.” A pause and he smiled, another kiss pressed to Jed’s forehead. “Please don’t get Margaret Thatcher tattooed on you. That would be… disturbing.”
Jed snorted out a laugh and curled up farther into Redford’s arms. “We need a job,” he agreed. “I’m getting fat and lazy.”
His phone chirped, and Jed sighed, looking over at it. “I didn’t mean now,” he muttered at it in a grump, considering ignoring it completely. Stupid thing had the worst timing. Reaching over, Jed grabbed it and squinted as he scrolled through the messages. One voice mail, unknown number.
Jed pressed play. And on the first word, the first smoky syllable, he was sitting up straight, eyes going wide.
“What is it?” Redford asked, concerned.
Son of a bitch.
“It’s David.”
About the Author
ROBIN SAXON, born and bred in New Zealand, lives in the Midwest with partner Alex Kidwell. When not writing or daydreaming about ideas for more stories, Robin is usually found playing MMOs like World of Warcraft, reading, drawing, and fussing over their cats, Starsky and Hutch.
In the rare times when they are not being pestered by their cats, Robin also listens to heavy metal music and enjoys everything from classics like Chaucer to urban fiction, as well as cooking vegetarian meals and inflicting them on Alex.
Visit Robin’s website, http://www.saxonandkidwell.com, find Robin on Facebook, https://www.facebook.com/robin.saxon.77, or e-mail Robin at [email protected].
ALEX KIDWELL, confirmed geek and bibliophile, lives in the Midwest with partner Robin Saxon. Alex relaxes by slaying dragons in MMOs, listening to music that can be sung along with in the shower, and enjoying BBC programming.
Other than writing, Alex enjoys knitting and is currently attempting to learn how to knit in the round. There are plans for a future of cat hats, which Alex is certain will go over well with household-running felines, Starsky and Hutch. Alex also indulges in too many cooking shows, while owning only one pan.
Visit Alex’s blog at http://saxonkidwell.blogspot.com/, Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002270719608, and Twitter @kiddingalex, or e-mail Alex at [email protected].
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