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There was no way this a, talentedIrish accent and eyes bluer than a July sky could actually be in love with ht?
“I’ll do it to you as long as you want, my love”
A second later, I climaxed all over his hand and mouth
And all I could think was: Maybe he really does want to be with me as much as I want to be with him
So then why did it feel like he was hiding so from me?
Chapter One – Gavin
Looking for so the spines of my five hundred or so DVDs Most people these days streaally or not Notfor physical media
I didn’t go back as far as VHS tapes, although I had a few of those gathering dust in the attic For videos, ood old DVDs For albums, it was definitely vinyl
Impressive as my music collection was, ht -out-of-business sales Everything from The Quiet Man to Brooklyn lined the shelves in
The only concession tothem on a laptop with an internal DVD player It was the same one I’d had since I was fourteen Sixteen years later, it still worked just fine, through the miracle of self-maintenance
That was one of the in with A screwdriver was all it took to put new brains in the old case
I had a reason to justify the number of DVDs I had At least to myself I was an actor and often used a bit of advice I had once heard Liasaid
Mr Neeson was an acting legend He was best in historical pieces like Michael Collins (s of New York (my favorite) He was from Ballymena, a small city near Belfast, and had a noticeably different accent, softer than most other Irish actors, but it was still nice to hear an authentic and local voice
I preferred watching movies that used Irish actors for Irish parts Most Ah, to be fair, Brad Pitt did an admirable job with the notorious accent he used in Snatch
Besides, growing up, movies were my escape from the real world I was raised in Belfast and came frohts weren’t for the fainthearted
I ondering whether I should settle for a DVD I hadn’t yet watched, or give in to s of New York and watch it for the ain, when my bedroom door suddenly flew open
“Gav We gotta go!”
Usually, I would have yelled at Eoin, est MacBride, for busting in like that, possibly throwing in a ‘gobshite’ or two, but he was in such a state that I orried
A few o, after our mother passed, I’d moved back into the family home to make sure Eoin was okay It wasn’t as if our father was reliable enough to do that for him