Written for the 2-Day Drabbles challenge on the discoveredinalj livejournal community


"Did you think I wouldn't notice?"

Doyle barely had time to ask, "Notice what?" before he was forcefully turned and pressed up against the inside of his front door. He wiggled, but the body moulded to his was unrelenting.

"That fucking patch. All day long, you waggled it in my face. It was like a bloody bull's eye. Every time I looked, it was all I could see, and it called to me all sodding day!"

"I didn't-"

"Don't lie to me," Bodie growled as he made his move.

The sound of popping thread made them both hold their breaths.

-- THE END --

September 2007