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Soul Surrender by Amanda Warrington (Adult)
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: ~70.500
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
awarrington
Author Website: The Automated Hatstand
Why this must be read:
Ah... this is a looooong, and wonderful story, set after Discovered in a Graveyard. Bodie and Doyle are assigned surveillance on a Member of Parliament who is having an affair with another man. This causes them to rethink their relationship. But nothing is never so easy to them, isn't it? So, complications arise, misunderstandings happens, and... well, why don't we have a little taste?
Doyle exploded from the bed, his whole body quivering with rage. "Jesus - you've got to be the most callous, cynical, cold-blooded fuckin' bastard I've ever met. Last night I was gorgeous an' wonderful. What am I this mornin'? Just another fuckin' notch in the bedpost? What was with last night then? Wanted somethin' a bit more exotic, an' now you've had a taste, it's back to business as usual with the birds."
"It's not like that..." Bodie protested. His voice didn't carry any conviction and Doyle picked up that fact immediately.
"No? Tell me Bodie, which bit did I get wrong? The part about us being queer - that dent that huge fuckin' macho ego of yours? Or about tellin' Cowley?"
Bodie opened his mouth, but Doyle plunged on. "No, let me get this right; as far as you're concerned, there's nothin' to tell - one night in the sack doesn't count. Or..." he laughed, but the sound was mirthless, its edge bitter, "...did you just think you'd be able to turn to me when you couldn't get anythin' better? Is that it Bodie?"
Bodie's failure to answer told him all he needed to know. Bodie threw him a pleading look, but he wasn't receptive - as far as he was concerned, if Bodie wasn't even trying to defend himself, it meant that he was right about how his partner felt about all this. "Why don't you just fuck off and leave me alone," he shouted at him, and stormed out of the room. Behind him, the door slammed with a satisfying bang.
So, go to read Soul Surrender, and don't forgot to tell the author how much you like it.
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: ~70.500
Author on LJ:
awarringtonAuthor Website: The Automated Hatstand
Why this must be read:
Ah... this is a looooong, and wonderful story, set after Discovered in a Graveyard. Bodie and Doyle are assigned surveillance on a Member of Parliament who is having an affair with another man. This causes them to rethink their relationship. But nothing is never so easy to them, isn't it? So, complications arise, misunderstandings happens, and... well, why don't we have a little taste?
Doyle exploded from the bed, his whole body quivering with rage. "Jesus - you've got to be the most callous, cynical, cold-blooded fuckin' bastard I've ever met. Last night I was gorgeous an' wonderful. What am I this mornin'? Just another fuckin' notch in the bedpost? What was with last night then? Wanted somethin' a bit more exotic, an' now you've had a taste, it's back to business as usual with the birds."
"It's not like that..." Bodie protested. His voice didn't carry any conviction and Doyle picked up that fact immediately.
"No? Tell me Bodie, which bit did I get wrong? The part about us being queer - that dent that huge fuckin' macho ego of yours? Or about tellin' Cowley?"
Bodie opened his mouth, but Doyle plunged on. "No, let me get this right; as far as you're concerned, there's nothin' to tell - one night in the sack doesn't count. Or..." he laughed, but the sound was mirthless, its edge bitter, "...did you just think you'd be able to turn to me when you couldn't get anythin' better? Is that it Bodie?"
Bodie's failure to answer told him all he needed to know. Bodie threw him a pleading look, but he wasn't receptive - as far as he was concerned, if Bodie wasn't even trying to defend himself, it meant that he was right about how his partner felt about all this. "Why don't you just fuck off and leave me alone," he shouted at him, and stormed out of the room. Behind him, the door slammed with a satisfying bang.
So, go to read Soul Surrender, and don't forgot to tell the author how much you like it.