"I want my legs around you," Jackson explains. "I want to be on my knees above you. But unless you've got some way of turnin' back time so those bastards don't break my leg in two, then I don't see how any of that'll be happenin' tonight."
He brings his hands up over his face, shielding the sadness and frustration there from view.
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He brings his hands up over his face, shielding the sadness and frustration there from view.