Eyes that were shadowed by a beat-up baseball cap.īrooks was dead to the world with his face tucked in Johnny’s neck opposite where I’d had my face tucked in Johnny’s neck with my head further supported by the crook of his arm, since he had one arm holding Brooks steady and the other one bent so his head could rest on his hand. In order to support a little of my weight, I pulled my arm up from where it was trapped between me and some solid heat and tilted my head back to look right into the beautiful black eyes of Johnny Gamble. Beyond that were very, very faded men’s jeans with a man’s lower body inside them, one of his legs cocked, knee to the sky, the other one of his legs straight, my legs wrapped around it. And beyond it at a downward angle there was a flat area covered in T-shirt with my arm wrapped around it. That T-shirt was what my head was lying on top of too. Therefore I opened my eyes and I saw Brooks’s body lying atop a yellow-gold T-shirt.
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