This is the final chapter of Bangkok Butterfly. I want to thank all my readers for keeping me company on my first journey back into multi-part stories after my meltdown. It's been a good experience to get back on the horse that threw me. Thank you all so much. And a special thank you to
blondebitz for the terrific manip she made to go along with BB. It
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The legend of the Naga exists in Thailand. The fireballs are documented and every year there are celebrations along the Mekong. So who know? Maybe there something amazing living there and going after those who aren't true of heart.
*smooch smooch smooch*
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Your support has meant so much. Here's me giving you a great big hug. I'm very glad you enjoyed it!
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I loved this exchange: “Met my worst fears tonight, pet. Death. Being separated from you. After that, it’s a bloody cakewalk.”
Silence filled the gap between them until Angel spoke again. “I always thought you were too pretty to be strong. You know? Pretty being girly?” At Spike’s lowered brow, Angel rushed on. “Shit, Spike. Dresses. Lipstick. What the hell would you think?”
“That here’s a bloke confident in his masculinity?” There's great weight in Spike's declaration, and you lighten the mood beautifully with his last clever line ( ... )
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I thought they needed a celebratory love-making after all their brushes with death. And the possibility of future darkness.
I'm glad you got to catch up on the missed chapters. Thank you so much for commenting. I cherish every one.
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Your comment about "a bit of magic" has me thinking of that song from My Fair Lady, A Little Bit of Luck. Now I'll have that stuck in my head for days. :D It's okay. I love that musical!
Thank you so much for reading through to the finish!
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If you can't get a song out of your head, do math. It does work. :)
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