Amityvillager
Free-Spirited Fox, Voracious Vixen
Jack sewed Blue's numerous wounds quickly with a deft hand. When the shaking woman held a hand out to him, he wiped the blood off his own and shook her's. "Name's Jack. I'm Violet's beau, I guess you could say," he told her. "And for some reason I thought we needed duct tape," Jack laughed softly at himself.
"Men think they can fix anything with duct tape. Proven fact," a voice at the door said. Violet had awakened just moments before Jack made acquaintance with Blue. Jack's blanket was still wrapped around her, but it was easy to see she was a tad hurt. She had a slight limp and a small cut on her face, but her beauty wasn't dimmed in Jack's eyes. She walked in slowly and stood behind Jack, wrapping her arms and a portion of the blanket around him. She pressed the side of her face against his back. "Thanks for taking care of things," she began. "And for understanding." She whispered the last part, knowing she still had everything and more to explain.
The man in question shrugged with a smile as he extriated himself from Violet's embrace. "We have company--and you're still naked. . . ?" he said, the last part a slight question. Violet gave him a subtle wink before he shoved his hands into his pockets. "Well, I think maybe we should get you out of the house, Blue. I know you've been through some really rough times recently, but going out will get things off your mind. How about we go to the bar?" he asked. Violet agreed as she scooped Zoey into her arms and stroked her head.
"Men think they can fix anything with duct tape. Proven fact," a voice at the door said. Violet had awakened just moments before Jack made acquaintance with Blue. Jack's blanket was still wrapped around her, but it was easy to see she was a tad hurt. She had a slight limp and a small cut on her face, but her beauty wasn't dimmed in Jack's eyes. She walked in slowly and stood behind Jack, wrapping her arms and a portion of the blanket around him. She pressed the side of her face against his back. "Thanks for taking care of things," she began. "And for understanding." She whispered the last part, knowing she still had everything and more to explain.
The man in question shrugged with a smile as he extriated himself from Violet's embrace. "We have company--and you're still naked. . . ?" he said, the last part a slight question. Violet gave him a subtle wink before he shoved his hands into his pockets. "Well, I think maybe we should get you out of the house, Blue. I know you've been through some really rough times recently, but going out will get things off your mind. How about we go to the bar?" he asked. Violet agreed as she scooped Zoey into her arms and stroked her head.