I'll go in for contracts or licenses or real estate before I do that."Rachel looked around. "Some folks are leaving. Let's go." Do we need to thank ou... hosts?" I'm not sure I know who they are. Do you have dosh for a taxi?" Of course."Nearly every break or lunchtime at the College of Law saw several of my fellows griping about the amount of reading, or the nature of the requirements, or the extent of the rules and statutes of New South Wales, or the rulings from the bench we had to learn. I. I wasn't about to hold them back knowing that the one thing I wanted for Christmas was to wake up with Marc holding me. I let out a growl; I grab my wallet and head to the store. If I can’t have Marc here, I’m going to drink. I get to the store and grab a bottle Jack Daniels and go home.I don’t bother with having dinner that I had planned to make for us when Marc got home. I flop onto the couch and flick on the TV. Of course there is not a damn thing on that isn't Christmas related and decide. I took a long sip of my coffee as I walked to the table and sighed in pleasure as I sat down in the seat across from Johnny. He glanced up at me, barely meeting my eyes. ‘Why so quiet this morning,’ I teased. Usually he couldn’t be quiet or five seconds, forget five minutes. ‘Did you not sleep well?’ He finally looked up and met my eyes, startling me with the unexpected heat that was there. ‘No actually I didn’t. I kept thinking about what happened. Or what almost happened at least.’ I tore my. Wesley’s voice. Although Peaches had no choice about who used her and no-one ever asked her how she felt, she had a bit of a thing for Lt. Wesley. When he spoke to her she kept her eyes locked on his, nodding when he asked her a question, never even glancing at the man he had brought in with him until he introduced her to her ‘teacher.’ Peaches looked over the man quickly, seeing someone not much more than a boy, his hair cut into a strange pageboy style and his eyes shifty somehow. He.