I feel her eyes on me as I walk out of the coffee shop. Once I’m outside, I make my way over to my Jeep and drive across town to the station. I head inside and find Mandy who works at the front desk.
She’s been trying to climb on my dick since I started, but I try not to fuck my co-workers because it always seems to go horribly wrong.
“Hey Mav, looking sexy as always.” Mandy thrusts her tits out, and I won’t lie, they’re nice, really fucking nice.
“Thanks Mandy.” I head into the back and find Troy sitting on the bench in front of our lockers. “What’s up, dick?” I sit down next to him and take a huge bite of my donut.
The asshole grabs it from my hand and shoves the rest of it into his mouth. “Nuttin’,” he mumbles with donut bits flying out of his mouth. He swallows it down. “Thanks for that. I didn’t have breakfast.”
“Well, now you owe me lunch.” I grab my belt out of my locker and stick my service pistol in it.
We make plans to meet later and I grab my coffee, heading out to start my shift.
Troy stands behind me as I back squat. “Come on, one more,” he says. I squat and then when I stand back up he helps me rack the weights. “Spot me,” he says as he slaps me on my back.
After we finish our workout, we stop in the little juice bar, ordering protein shakes before heading outside and I tell Troy I’ll see him at my place. We’re both off today and he’s helping me lay some brick in my back yard to make a little seating area around the fire pit we’re also building.
Once I get home, I jump in the shower, mostly to just rinse off. I throw on my “work” jeans and a tank top. By the time I have my work boots on Troy is knocking and then walking into my house carrying a twelve-pack of beer.
Butch greets him, begging for a belly rub. Troy obliges, scratching my dog behind his ear, and then his stomach.
“Thanks for coming to help me.”
He throws the beer in my fridge and we head out back. My dog, luckily he’s lazy and spins round and round on his dog bed before lying down with a sigh.
While I get the cement ready, Troy levels out the space and gets it ready for me. I spread a thin layer of cement down and then we start adding bricks.
We’ve always worked well together, so it takes us no time at all to get a good rhythm going. When we have about half of it done, we take a beer break. “So I’m thinking about asking out Chief’s daughter,” Troy tells me.
I freeze. “Oh yeah? Gwen is good looking, I guess.” Why do I want to punch my best friend in the face? I’ve never cared if he sleeps with the same women that I do, but I don’t want him sleeping with her.
He shakes his head. “Gwen’s hot, but I’m talking about Taylor. She’s so fucking sexy and every time I see her I have to stop myself from doing something that’ll get me fired.”
“Do you think she’s into you?”
Troy shrugs and nods. “I think so. I’ve caught her staring at me, but I—fuck, I don’t know.”
“Man, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this. Holy shit.”
He flips me off and then slams the rest of his beer down. “Let’s finish this shit.”
We don’t finish it until almost seven o’clock, but it’s fucking gorgeous. The bricks are a mixture of deep reds and light tan. The fire pit was already assembled, I just built the base for it to sit on. I won’t put it on there until tomorrow when it’s completely dry.
I order us a pizza and a six-pack of Pepsi. We drink a couple more beers until the pizza gets delivered. I’ve got a spare bedroom so Troy can stay if he needs to, but he didn’t drink as much as me, so he’ll probably go home. While we eat we watch baseball and by the time the A’s beat the Giants, we demolished the entire pizza.
After we eat, he leaves. I lock up the house and take another shower before crawling into my bed and pass out immediately.
In the morning I throw on some basketball shorts and head out to the patio when I let Butch out and check out our work. It looks a lot better than I had hoped it would. While my dog sniffs around in the grass, I place the fire pit in the center and then head into my garage to grab the furniture I had purchased for this.
After I let the dog inside, I grab my tennis shoes and slip them on before pulling my lawnmower out of the garage. My yard isn’t real large, so it doesn’t take long to get it mowed and then I trim the hedges.
After putting everything away, I jump in the shower. I’m off for the next three days. I plan on doing nothing but drink beer, work on my bike, and hopefully getting laid.
I step out of the shower and hear my phone ring from the other room. I see it’s Chief Malone. Fuck, he’s probably calling to see if I can work. “Hey Chief. What can I do for you?”
“I have a favor to ask. Josh was supposed to go to the Children’s Hospital to drop off the electronics and toys donated, but he’s sick. I was wondering if you’d be willing to go with Gwen.”
Oh now this is something I can totally do today.
“I’d just ask you to wear one of our Sunnyville PD shirts. I’ll pay you for your time and pay for your lunch.”
“You don’t have to pay me. This is seriously not a problem. I’m happy to do it. What time do you need me at the station?” I head into my room to pull out my clothes.
“If you could be here in a half hour, that’d be great, I have one van leaving already, but we had so many donations this year we’re taking two van loads.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I’m ready,” I tell him. We hang up and I grab a pair of jeans, throwing them on. I put on my black Sunnyville PD shirt. I decide to wear my black Chucks and quickly throw them on.
I know this isn’t going to help my growing desire for her, but at least I can spend some time getting to know her. When I’m ready to leave, I quickly make sure that Butch has food and water before I head out to my bike. I throw on my helmet and make my way toward the station.
Once I get there, I spot Gwen leaning into the back of the van. Her long, tan legs are on display and my dick twitches thinking about them wrapped around my waist.
I back my bike into my parking spot and climb off. Gwen stands up and watches as I walk toward her. “What are you doing here?”
“Your dad called me and asked if I would go with you. Are you excited to spend time with me?”
Gwen shakes her head and avoids looking at me—she pretends to be unaffected, but I don’t miss the way her cheeks turn pink.
“Maverick, thanks for coming.” Chief Malone comes walking toward me. I take his hand. “We really appreciate this.”
“I’m happy to do it.”
He hands me the keys and I climb in the driver’s side. The minute Gwen climbs in, her floral scent wraps around me, making my dick hard. “I’ll let you control the radio there, but I get it on the way back.”
“Sweet.” She surprises me when she turns it the classic rock station and starts singing along to the Eagles. I know I’m staring at her, but I guess I’m just shocked. “What? I listen to everything, but this stuff is my favorite.”
“Do you want to stop and get coffee before we hit the road?” I ask as I back up and then pull out of the parking lot.