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This doubles as a check-in for the Riptide Summer Challenge (slightly overdue, but coming nevertheless.) How's everyone going with that?
Here's six uh, ten sentences from my WIP which I hope might appear within the week...
Murray headed back downstairs and Nick stared after him moodily. He wanted to call Cody and check up (hear his voice) but Cody hated when Nick called him at his mom's. It led to questions about girlfriends and living arrangements he'd been sidestepping for years.
Nick was never quite sure what fantasy Sadie Allen bought into regarding her son's life, nor how Cody explained his marked lack of girlfriends and suburban living on her occasional brief visits to California. All Nick knew was that the everyday reality of their bachelor boat, and the closely-guarded just-as-real truth of two men in one bunk, must never be brought to her notice.
He respected that, because Cody wanted it that way. He didn't like it, and at times like now he actively hated it, but it wasn't a deal-breaker, because when it came to Cody there was no such thing.
Come home, big guy. Need you. Don't you ever forget that.
Title: Blue Boys Artist:tinx_r Fandom: Riptide Rating: NC17 Pairing: Nick/Cody
There's a quiet place down the end of the pier, an old fishing wharf used sparingly these days. Not exactly private, but they can usually count on solitude. A space to walk and talk, run or even fight if they have to.
Cody's getting bolder as the army grows more distant, and one day after a couple of beers, as the twilight settles on the water, Nick gives in...
Oh, thank you! I'm good, at least as good as anybody can be in the U.S. right now with the pandemic... but my family and I are all staying safe and healthy and isolating, and I've been working from…
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I *am* writing, I'm just *slow* right now! More coming xxx
I know this was a month ago that you posted this, but I'm still reading any Riptide I find at AO3, so more is always welcome.