He opened to mouth to call back the girl, but she was gone so quickly and he didn't know what to say anyway. At Joey's unmasked words, his jaw dropped obviously and he lowered himself to perch on the arm of the couch, a groan sounding deep in his throat. This wasn't him at all - he didn't fumble for words around girls, and he didn't think about the future, and he sure as hell wasn't scared of them. He was smooth, and dark, and mysterious - he had it all under control... Until now. His gaze lingered on the door that had closed behind her before he slowly looked to Joey - for a moment wondering what made Joey think anything about them having slept together, but it didn't really matter anyway. Joey always knew everything about everyone. "I'm not high-strung... That's not me." -- Realistic Dreams : The Present : The New Home V.2

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