Page 169 of Everything That Kills Me
“I love you too.”
When they’d finished their meal and were on their way home, Zeph handed Jack a tube about five inches long wrapped in silver foil.
“What’s this?” Jack asked. “I can see it’s too long for a lipstick and you had no time to buy it.”
“Unwrap it.”
It was a green marker. Zeph wondered if he’d get it. Jack’s dark-eyed glaze told him he did.
“Skin friendly. Non-toxic. Washes off.” Eventually. Zeph didn’t add that. “It’s for me to use really. Up to you. You can put it in your pocket or you can give it to me.”
Jack smiled and handed it to him.
Which was why, later that evening, Zeph found himself fucked hard by a green dragon.
Life was pretty much perfect. All he needed to do now was talk Jack round about getting a dog.
The End
