Copyright 2015
Bailey Bradford
(I know it's short, y'all, but I'm worn out and need sleep. Friday's will be longer, and will be up around 11 PM Central )
Chapter Forty-Four
“Holy mother of…whoever, look at that,” Karl said reverently. He turned to Elliot and worry streaked through him. Elliot was so still, but definitely breathing, and his eyes were squeezed shut. Karl fumbled to free himself of his harness so he could get to his lover. “El? Are you okay?”Elliot blinked and gulped. His complexion...
Published on September 10, 2015 19:56