I love this, just love it. It works so well. I'm a sucker for a good story that flashes back to Bodie the tyke in Liverpool, and then takes us through to his life with Doyle. You know already that my favourite part is the last part - the sex is hot, and your drunk Bodie is a delight. I giggled and wanted to hug him constantly.

Very hard to pick out a favourite line, but this is so very Bodie:
"Oh come on, Doyle. You must know what you're like. All eyes and hair and boneless grace. You're decorative, petal. Always have been."

Just wicked.*g*

And I love that moment on the floor at the end, when Doyle just holds Bodie.
Oh, the whole thing is terrific, An. Just not so long between stories now, okay??