Beta: shooting2kill (thanks!). Every remaining mistake is mine.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters and I don't make money with them. I wish I could do at least the owning.
„You cannot deny it!“ Ann’s eyes were sparkling with anger.
„No, I can’t, but it doesn’t mean anything.“
„It was your arse, Ray. Your arse!“
„Ann, that’s nothing special. It’s...“
„...nothing to get excited about? Are you serious? So Bodie might grope your arse during our wedding ceremony too?“
In the living room next door Bodie listened to their argument. Sitting with his legs apart on the sofa he looked very smug. Next time he would trip over something and hang onto Doyle’s hip, perhaps the front hip bone, close to Doyle’s zipper. It was just a matter of time.