The Arms Hotel, Rm#502, Thursday evening
Oct. 18th, 2007 09:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fantastic_torchThis? Was not what Johnny nor Savannah had planned for this evening. Tonight was going to be the night. The big night. The it night. The Marvin Gaye night. But it would seem it was not to be.
Savannah? Was sick with a headache and Johnny believed her. She was in bed, just not ready, willing, and waiting on him. Instead he was taking care of her. Her headaches were the worst sometimes and tonight it was making her sick.
So there he was, shirtless yes, but his pants were definitely staying on. And he was trying hard to not think about what they were missing out on. Trying real hard.
He laid a cool cloth across her forehead and laid down on his side, next to her. "I'm sorry your sick, sweetheart." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. It was going to be a long night.
[Establishy only. Savannah modded with permission.]
Savannah? Was sick with a headache and Johnny believed her. She was in bed, just not ready, willing, and waiting on him. Instead he was taking care of her. Her headaches were the worst sometimes and tonight it was making her sick.
So there he was, shirtless yes, but his pants were definitely staying on. And he was trying hard to not think about what they were missing out on. Trying real hard.
He laid a cool cloth across her forehead and laid down on his side, next to her. "I'm sorry your sick, sweetheart." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. It was going to be a long night.
[Establishy only. Savannah modded with permission.]
