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ci5hqTitle: Autumn Rain
Author: Jennifer Lyon
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Link to story: CA
I've never read the story before. And I just noticed that there are three prequels. One for all the four seasons, starting with Christmas time. So this is the last one in this series.
The beginning is just my cup of tea. The description of a rainy and foggy autumn day in London.
Well, that's how I learned to conceive London in my youth. Sorry mates! :-)
All those Edgar Wallace movies, Sherlock Holmes and Jack The Ripper, Hitchcock – preferably in black and white.
So I feel comfortable with this scenario and as bonus there is a moody Doyle who even hits the poor McCabe,
just because he says something wrong.
" No one - and Doyle meant no one - ever got away with impugning his abilities, much less his masculinity. Whatever his relationship with his partner might be, he was still the toughest, fastest, meanest agent this side of Hong Kong. "
*g* Perfect!
Then there is something absolutely new: A nice Cowley.
He understands Doyle that he had to hit his colleague, and you won't believe it – he offers Doyle a flight to Washington to have a holiday together with Bodie – because the last year had been a rough one...
So we have Bodie and Doyle together in America.
" That brought a fleeting, but quirky-sweet smile to his mobile lips. His eyes shut as he slipped into a daydream. Perhaps they'd go to Florida and sun themselves on the beach. Or up north to rent a log cabin with a large fireplace and a big bed. Yes, the light would flicker on Bodie's neat cap of ebony hair, glow on his perfect skin. Their bodies would warm each other, sharing the heat of the burning logs. The wind would whistle through the trees outside. The air would smell clean and fresh, full of life... he could do some painting. Maybe he'd even manage to get Bodie to pose for him. The smile lingering on his mouth widened as he began to position his model. On a soft rug before the fireplace. Naked as the day he was born, long legs stretched out. One knee should be drawn up, though not enough to hide Bodie's best attributes...
Ahem... Where were we...? The poor 'passing stewardess'! :-)
A very short stopover in New York: " It was a good thing that New York hotels used solid bedframes, for this one took a beating..."
But after that Doyle really gets his dream week with his lover in the Appalachian mountains.
They feel good, they enjoy the Indian Summer, they have sex.
"Like a well-fed housecat, he curled up around Doyle and slept. Enclosed in those arms, his face nestled against Bodie's broad chest, Doyle stayed awake. The rain fell in a steady pitter-patter on the roof, a rhythmic counterpart to the steady beat of Bodie's heart..."
Very nice!
In the end we even get some résumé, some wisdom.
" Knowing only too well how fleeting such moments could be, he savored this one, locking it down in his well-trained memory...
It might not last until tomorrow, but he'd have it forever. For a part of Bodie was sealed within Doyle's soul, and he could feel the piece of himself he'd given in exchange, singing in synchrony with the beat of Bodie's heart and the rhythm of the autumn rain."
*big, big sigh* :-)
Ok. Surely I wouldn't want to end all stories that way!
But this one is a nice and short feel good story. And I can live with some wise words in the end!
Yes, I finished the story with a smile on my face! :-)
How about you?
Author: Jennifer Lyon
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Link to story: CA
I've never read the story before. And I just noticed that there are three prequels. One for all the four seasons, starting with Christmas time. So this is the last one in this series.
The beginning is just my cup of tea. The description of a rainy and foggy autumn day in London.
Well, that's how I learned to conceive London in my youth. Sorry mates! :-)
All those Edgar Wallace movies, Sherlock Holmes and Jack The Ripper, Hitchcock – preferably in black and white.
So I feel comfortable with this scenario and as bonus there is a moody Doyle who even hits the poor McCabe,
just because he says something wrong.
" No one - and Doyle meant no one - ever got away with impugning his abilities, much less his masculinity. Whatever his relationship with his partner might be, he was still the toughest, fastest, meanest agent this side of Hong Kong. "
*g* Perfect!
Then there is something absolutely new: A nice Cowley.
He understands Doyle that he had to hit his colleague, and you won't believe it – he offers Doyle a flight to Washington to have a holiday together with Bodie – because the last year had been a rough one...
So we have Bodie and Doyle together in America.
" That brought a fleeting, but quirky-sweet smile to his mobile lips. His eyes shut as he slipped into a daydream. Perhaps they'd go to Florida and sun themselves on the beach. Or up north to rent a log cabin with a large fireplace and a big bed. Yes, the light would flicker on Bodie's neat cap of ebony hair, glow on his perfect skin. Their bodies would warm each other, sharing the heat of the burning logs. The wind would whistle through the trees outside. The air would smell clean and fresh, full of life... he could do some painting. Maybe he'd even manage to get Bodie to pose for him. The smile lingering on his mouth widened as he began to position his model. On a soft rug before the fireplace. Naked as the day he was born, long legs stretched out. One knee should be drawn up, though not enough to hide Bodie's best attributes...
Ahem... Where were we...? The poor 'passing stewardess'! :-)
A very short stopover in New York: " It was a good thing that New York hotels used solid bedframes, for this one took a beating..."
But after that Doyle really gets his dream week with his lover in the Appalachian mountains.
They feel good, they enjoy the Indian Summer, they have sex.
"Like a well-fed housecat, he curled up around Doyle and slept. Enclosed in those arms, his face nestled against Bodie's broad chest, Doyle stayed awake. The rain fell in a steady pitter-patter on the roof, a rhythmic counterpart to the steady beat of Bodie's heart..."
Very nice!
In the end we even get some résumé, some wisdom.
" Knowing only too well how fleeting such moments could be, he savored this one, locking it down in his well-trained memory...
It might not last until tomorrow, but he'd have it forever. For a part of Bodie was sealed within Doyle's soul, and he could feel the piece of himself he'd given in exchange, singing in synchrony with the beat of Bodie's heart and the rhythm of the autumn rain."
*big, big sigh* :-)
Ok. Surely I wouldn't want to end all stories that way!
But this one is a nice and short feel good story. And I can live with some wise words in the end!
Yes, I finished the story with a smile on my face! :-)
How about you?
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Date: 2012-11-15 04:51 pm (UTC)Yes I think I did as I really like this writer's work, especially Predators, Welcome to the Jungle and the Seasons series, generally, and this one was fine, perhaps not my favourite from the Series but that's just my taste as I seem to go for more melancholia etc. But I was a bit confused about something in the beginning and maybe you can help me on this? I don't usually quibble about things in stories, unless there's something which really does stick out and interferes with the flow of the writing, but this was quite a short story and so perhaps bugged me slightly more than it might in a longer one, i.e. I think I noticed it more because it was shorter......but I didn't understand the logistics of where Doyle, McCable (Hah! McCable) McCabe and Cowley actually were. The agents are in a car and then suddenly Cowley appears from somewhere but he eased back painfully in his chair sounds like he's in his office rather than a car.. And earlier McCabe refers to ‘the cow’ which I don’t think he would do if Cowley was there with them. I know I've missed something obvious but I need enlightening. And another thing…….McCabe is sitting in the driver’s seat, I don’t drive but I think in the UK that’s on the right hand side, but Doyle manages to deliver a left hook (from the seat next to him I'm assuming) so wouldn’t that be a bit awkward? Maybe it’s just me and I’m missing something but it took my mind off the story so I just thought I’d mention it….other than that it was fine! And thanks for the rec.
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Date: 2012-11-15 07:02 pm (UTC)I stumbled over that as well! But I thought that the Kindle has eliminated a new paragraph or a divider - Kindles use to do such things! ;-)
No, I really think that the meeting with Cowley is much later and in his office. Maybe the author herself has accidentally deleted the sign that there is a new paragraph?
"McCabe is sitting in the driver’s seat, I don’t drive but I think in the UK that’s on the right hand side, but Doyle manages to deliver a left hook (from the seat next to him I'm assuming) so wouldn’t that be a bit awkward?"
I think it's easier to do use your left fist when you are sitting at the left side, then you have more room to lunge out. And Doyle is fit! He is probably agile enough to do so.
I just started the first one of the series, and I really like it so far - though I thought that Bodie's wrath was a bit overdone.
And I like Welcome to the Jungle as well! Even dear Geraldine! ;-)
Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2012-11-15 07:29 pm (UTC)I stumbled over that as well!
Well I'm relieved to know that I wasn't the only one, thanks.
And I like Welcome to the Jungle as well! Even dear Geraldine! ;-)
I think that story is one of *the* best Pros stories I've read and I love it (one of the earliest as well).
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Date: 2012-11-15 08:55 pm (UTC)Really? I Maybe I should reread it better sooner than later?
I've found a note that I read it in 2008, and that I loved it too - but I don't know much about it anymore.
Just - Bodie the panther, right? :-)
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