James Dempsey, the very bane of her existence, obviously bored and trying to wind her up, seemed to have a death wish. *Warning* Fluff ahead!
Four Drink Harry was going to turn into Hungover Harry in the morning if she wasn't careful, and Hungover Harry spelled all kinds of trouble for him. A one-shot idea that came to me yesterday, not related to Care and Need.
I don't know if I'm strong enough to walk away again, but I don't think I'm strong enough to stay. Harry's POV, companion piece to Need.
"Some people would say that I regaled you with my debonair and rapier wit." Just a bit of D & M fluff to see if I still can.
He didn't *need* need her.
"I don't play games, Lizzie," he warned. "That's all you do," she retorted.
Red. Liz. More smut. With candy.
Red. Lizzie. Christmas smut.