forgot he was still clutching Emily’s panties in his hand.
“Um...nothing.” He tried to shove them down into his pocket, but Tom wasn’t going to let him off the hook that easily. He grabbed at the thong and snapped it from Avery’s hands.
“Oh, these are nice, Martin. How’d they look on her?” As Tom grilled him, his face started to burn with anger. Just seeing another man handling Emily’s panties had him seeing red.
“I swear to God, Tom, give them back. Now.” Before Avery could ask again, Tom flung them at him.
“Calm down, dude, I was just fucking with you.” Tom laughed while playfully punching Avery in the shoulder. He stuffed the panties into his pocket and started to re-heat the pizza from the night before. Tom continued to linger around.
“So, how was your date last night?” he asked. Avery couldn’t help but smile at the thought of his time with Emily. She evoked something deep within him, something he wasn’t familiar with at all.
“It was good, had some pizza, took a walk on the beach, watched a movie. Pretty typical.” Avery wrapped up the last of the pizza and put it in the fridge.
“You forgot to mention how you ended up with her panties. Last time I checked that only happens when you get some action.”
“We didn’t fuck. Stop prying,” Avery warned.
“Why are you all over-protective and shit, man? What happened to you?” Tom questioned. Avery was acting differently and he could tell. Normally all the guys would share the details of whatever conquest they made.
It wasn’t that Avery was embarrassed of Emily; it was the complete opposite in fact.
“I just don’t want to talk about it right now, Hampton. Move on.” Avery grabbed his pizza out of the microwave and headed toward the long cafeteria style table in the kitchen of the fire house, sliding down onto the bench to eat. I fucking hope he leaves me the hell alone .
“Martin.” A booming voice broke into his thoughts. It was then he realized his boss was standing behind him. Avery turned around, immediately rising from his seat in respect and answered him, “Yes, Sir?”
“Relax, sit back down. Mind if I join you?” The large intimidating man had already started to take his seat. Captain Sullivan could be your best friend or worst enemy on any given day. It always depended on his mood. Today it seemed as though he was in a pleasant disposition, at least for now.
“Sure, Captain. Would you like a slice?”
“No, thank you, Avery. I just wanted to see how your date with Miss Taylor went. That’s all.” Avery looked around before answering the Captain, surveying exactly who was close enough to eavesdrop on their conversation before continuing.
“It was great, Captain, enjoyed some pizza.” He motioned to the leftovers on his plate and continued, “We had a nice walk on the beach and watched a surprisingly good click flick.” His grim mood from earlier started to lift, re-playing the evening in his mind. A smug smile spread across his face as the Captain took notice.
“You like her, huh, son?” he questioned with a father-like demeanor.
Before answering, Avery took a moment to think about the Captain’s actual question. Like her? Way more than like her. She was fascinating, almost everything about her intrigued him and for the first time in ages he found himself excited about actually dating a woman.
“Sure do, Captain. I really do like her,” he answered with a sincere tone in his voice.
The Captain could tell he was getting an honest answer from his Firefighter. Long ago Captain Sullivan learned to read these younger men like books. They could get very little passed him. “You treat her good, Martin. You hear me?”
“Yes, Sir.” The husky Captain stood up from the bench and went on his way, leaving Avery to his own thoughts. I like her, a lot. Damn, I really like her. He pulled his phone out and sent her a text. Thanks for the surprise in my lunch. Miss you. Xoxo
***
“He did
“Um...nothing.” He tried to shove them down into his pocket, but Tom wasn’t going to let him off the hook that easily. He grabbed at the thong and snapped it from Avery’s hands.
“Oh, these are nice, Martin. How’d they look on her?” As Tom grilled him, his face started to burn with anger. Just seeing another man handling Emily’s panties had him seeing red.
“I swear to God, Tom, give them back. Now.” Before Avery could ask again, Tom flung them at him.
“Calm down, dude, I was just fucking with you.” Tom laughed while playfully punching Avery in the shoulder. He stuffed the panties into his pocket and started to re-heat the pizza from the night before. Tom continued to linger around.
“So, how was your date last night?” he asked. Avery couldn’t help but smile at the thought of his time with Emily. She evoked something deep within him, something he wasn’t familiar with at all.
“It was good, had some pizza, took a walk on the beach, watched a movie. Pretty typical.” Avery wrapped up the last of the pizza and put it in the fridge.
“You forgot to mention how you ended up with her panties. Last time I checked that only happens when you get some action.”
“We didn’t fuck. Stop prying,” Avery warned.
“Why are you all over-protective and shit, man? What happened to you?” Tom questioned. Avery was acting differently and he could tell. Normally all the guys would share the details of whatever conquest they made.
It wasn’t that Avery was embarrassed of Emily; it was the complete opposite in fact.
“I just don’t want to talk about it right now, Hampton. Move on.” Avery grabbed his pizza out of the microwave and headed toward the long cafeteria style table in the kitchen of the fire house, sliding down onto the bench to eat. I fucking hope he leaves me the hell alone .
“Martin.” A booming voice broke into his thoughts. It was then he realized his boss was standing behind him. Avery turned around, immediately rising from his seat in respect and answered him, “Yes, Sir?”
“Relax, sit back down. Mind if I join you?” The large intimidating man had already started to take his seat. Captain Sullivan could be your best friend or worst enemy on any given day. It always depended on his mood. Today it seemed as though he was in a pleasant disposition, at least for now.
“Sure, Captain. Would you like a slice?”
“No, thank you, Avery. I just wanted to see how your date with Miss Taylor went. That’s all.” Avery looked around before answering the Captain, surveying exactly who was close enough to eavesdrop on their conversation before continuing.
“It was great, Captain, enjoyed some pizza.” He motioned to the leftovers on his plate and continued, “We had a nice walk on the beach and watched a surprisingly good click flick.” His grim mood from earlier started to lift, re-playing the evening in his mind. A smug smile spread across his face as the Captain took notice.
“You like her, huh, son?” he questioned with a father-like demeanor.
Before answering, Avery took a moment to think about the Captain’s actual question. Like her? Way more than like her. She was fascinating, almost everything about her intrigued him and for the first time in ages he found himself excited about actually dating a woman.
“Sure do, Captain. I really do like her,” he answered with a sincere tone in his voice.
The Captain could tell he was getting an honest answer from his Firefighter. Long ago Captain Sullivan learned to read these younger men like books. They could get very little passed him. “You treat her good, Martin. You hear me?”
“Yes, Sir.” The husky Captain stood up from the bench and went on his way, leaving Avery to his own thoughts. I like her, a lot. Damn, I really like her. He pulled his phone out and sent her a text. Thanks for the surprise in my lunch. Miss you. Xoxo
***
“He did
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