"New people?" John snorted. "Well, what the fuck are you doing at Tadfield Manor then? Not many up there who count as new." He lowered his voice, glancing around to be sure nobody was too close. "Or people, strictly speaking...and you might just as well save that roguish grin for somebody else, mate. No offense. I fell off that fence a long time ago." Not that he wasn't vaguely flattered, but he'd kissed enough men males out of dire necessity in the past year to be pretty certain he was out of that game for good.
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Date: 2007-01-26 10:16 pm (UTC)menmales out of dire necessity in the past year to be pretty certain he was out of that game for good.