Jen, your fics are always soooooooo AWESOME !!!! Your use of langauge is .......I completely totally admire it !!!!
In this final chapter of your lastest, i especially liked ........
- the way you inclde the title in a comment that April made
- “If you two could hold your make-up sex until you get home, my stomach and leather interiors would appreciate it,” Casey calls from the front, eyes flicking up and watching them for a second in the mirror.
and i especailly ESPECIALLY liked .......
But even when words would completely slip his mind April knew what he wanted to say. When they were together it always felt like they were connected in some way that was beyond verbal communication. She remembers talking about everything with Dex. Her greatest fears and dreams; their own firsts and lasts. They’d fall asleep together on top of the covers after whispering late into the night, with nothing but a sliver of moonlight illuminating the room. It would always end with them lying side by side, staring up at the ceiling, when the words had run out and nothing but their breaths in perfect synchronicity. But she didn’t need to see or hear Dex to know he was still there.
Many MANY thanks for sharing this fic with us !!!!!!!!!