"You've been doing better than you think," Billy said, leaning against the porch railing. He smoked at his own cigarette, watching Goodnight's posture, smiling slowly. The alcohol he'd had so far was still buzzing in him, and Goodnight's fine face and good tailoring was as well.
Softly, he murmured, "I wish I could dance with you tonight."
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Date: 2016-12-23 06:17 am (UTC)Softly, he murmured, "I wish I could dance with you tonight."