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[Sweat beaded on his forehead, and dripped down David's nose. He ignored it, completely focused on his practice - the flowing movements and the thoughts he let buble behind them.
Dominick had turned out to be a very good assistant indeed. The office was sorted and organized in no time at all, with a new system for incoming reports and information. Though he should remind Ethan he needed a weekly summary report of information he gathered, as well as.
These were the kinds of things he thought about while trying to reach that calm center people told him had to exist. That calm center he at least managed to pretend was there when he fought.
It had been six months since he fought even remotely in public. A few more since he'd trained. But it was good to use the Spade training rooms every once in a while - when time and daylight granted him the gift.
Nice to remind the Castle he was still King - and he would be for a while.]
Dominick had turned out to be a very good assistant indeed. The office was sorted and organized in no time at all, with a new system for incoming reports and information. Though he should remind Ethan he needed a weekly summary report of information he gathered, as well as.
These were the kinds of things he thought about while trying to reach that calm center people told him had to exist. That calm center he at least managed to pretend was there when he fought.
It had been six months since he fought even remotely in public. A few more since he'd trained. But it was good to use the Spade training rooms every once in a while - when time and daylight granted him the gift.
Nice to remind the Castle he was still King - and he would be for a while.]
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[ Congratulations, you made her at least somewhat speechless. ]
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[And there were other reasons, so may other reasons. Reasons that he wouldn't acknowledge because they were first-kisses on a bridge kind of reasons. Reasons that weren't really reasons at all because he didn't care.
He didn't care, damn it all.
So he let go, stepped back, lifted his chin, hid the bitterness, cooled his voice if not his temper.]
That's your problem, you're right. I wish you luck with it.