Lucky #7 meme

Snagged from Alex Beecroft. The rules:
1. Go to page 77 (or 7th) of your current ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.
4. Tag 7 other authors. (Not gonna do that. I hate tagging. Want, take, have.)

My seven lines are below the cut. These are from the current WIP, currently untitled. (I have a list.) I expect to finish Draft #2 today. BWEE.

For the first time since his friendship with Leo had begun, Stuart wondered if he should make the usual phone call before bed. He had arrived home safely, and while he was tired from travel and the world outside was dark, his body was still on California time and he wasn’t ready to sleep.

Talking to Leo had great potential for awkwardness. So did not talking to Leo. The best way to treat it, Stuart thought, was to act as if everything was normal between them. It was only sex, even if it had been fantastic, electric sex. Leo had read his body as if he already knew it well, a sensation that sat uneasily on Stuart.

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