Two out of Three
As he jumped into truck to go home in the early hours just before dawn Jack barely noticed the radio tuned to the 'moldy oldies' station. It had been a wonderful night - good dinner, good conversation, and, oh yes, good sex. Before things had gotten too far he told her outright that the job was too important, it had to come first, it always had. Hadn't he lived that way for years now, hell most of his adult life? Is that why he was bedding a woman he met only a week ago instead of going home to a wife and family? He pushed these thought out of his mind to focus back on the evening. She was intelligent and beautiful and just what he needed. Crap, he was channeling the damned radio – "Just what I needed". He wondered if it would develop into more, or even if he wanted it to.
He was driving on autopilot so when he arrived home he barely remembered the journey. It wasn't safe to be too wrapped up in your thoughts that you failed to notice the world around you. That's when he heard the radio again and it was Meatloaf
"I
want you, I need you
but
there ain't no way
I'm
ever gonna to love you...
two
out of three ain't bad."
O'Neill cursed. Yeah life is tough and sometimes two out of three was as good as it gets. He cursed again as he walked into the cold, dark, empty house.
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Cars – "Just What I Needed"
Meatloaf – "Two out of Three Ain't Bad"