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Yours, Mine and Ours
Blair yelled up to the loft bedroom, “Do you mind if I sign your name to the Christmas card with mine?”
Jim leaned over the railing and stared at Blair and finally answered, “Why would I mind?”
“Well, people might think something was going on with us or something. There are people at the station that think we’re sleeping together,” Blair stated.
“Let them think whatever they want, Chief. It’s none of their business anyway,” Jim answered.
“I know, I know… Then if you don’t mind, I’m going to put Jim and Blair.”
“Why am I first?” Jim asked.
“All right, I’ll put Blair and Jim. How is that?” Blair snickered.
“Sounds good to me. How many more do you have left to do?” Jim wondered.
“About fifteen of them,” Blair replied.
“Well hurry it up because I’m missing my blanket up here. I’m tired Chief, come to bed,” Jim said sexily.
“All right, I’m coming, I’m coming,” Blair called out as he shut out lights and rushed up the stairs.
“And you wonder why people are talking about us at the station?” Jim teased.
“I don’t wonder. I don’t care, but I thought you might care,” Blair joked back.
“Come here and let me show you how much I care,” Jim pulled the covers down and Blair saw his naked lover.
“For that, I’m signing the cards, Jim and Blair Forever.”