[Maybe it's because he's been sleeping with other people, but Harry just assumes Rafe has been sleeping around out of the gate. Why wouldn't he? He's open about Harry's deficiencies constantly, he's one of the world's most eligible bachelors. When they go out to a club or a pub he's always covered in women and men until he shoves them away.
And Adler is greedy. So why wouldn't he? ]
Shite luck, mate. If her texts were as good as you said they were, I'm sad for you.
[Which is...kind of true. There's a part of him that's glad she didn't get her claws in him, and he's not terribly interested in understanding why. Maybe just regular contrariness, more of that need to see Rafe fall flat on his face. That's all.
He turns his attention back to the rough path ahead of them, pushing his glasses up to the top of his head. It's dimmer with the tree cover, easier to see the road this way. Problem is he can't hide his occasional looks over at Adler. Hmn.]
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And Adler is greedy. So why wouldn't he? ]
Shite luck, mate. If her texts were as good as you said they were, I'm sad for you.
[Which is...kind of true. There's a part of him that's glad she didn't get her claws in him, and he's not terribly interested in understanding why. Maybe just regular contrariness, more of that need to see Rafe fall flat on his face. That's all.
He turns his attention back to the rough path ahead of them, pushing his glasses up to the top of his head. It's dimmer with the tree cover, easier to see the road this way. Problem is he can't hide his occasional looks over at Adler. Hmn.]