�AAAAAAAAAA~AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!� than anything else. Billy attacks the coverlets, as well. Some feathers float out and those just piss him off; he grabs and pokes and swats at them, but they flit out of his reach before his palm makes contact.
Poor Billy; he�s just realized that he�s attracted to Dom.
Fine, Billy thinks again, and if he had spoken that aloud, it would have traveled out of his mouth with a hefty amount of flame. Smoke is probably already coming out of his nostrils. It�s a good thing Allie�s not here, because he�d have already unwittingly beaten her up inside the coverlet and then charred her remains with his dragon breath.
But Billy was never one to stay angry for long, and eventually his breathing slows down and his teeth unclench. He settles comfortably back under the covers, his brow still furrowed, his body sluggish with jetlag. And since Billy really can�t seem to fight it anymore, thoughts of Dom drift right into his head without even knocking.
Poor Billy; he just got back from LA and won�t see Dom for a month and a half.
