Once Burned by Emery Sanborne

Author:Emery Sanborne [Sanborne, Emery]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2014-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Bobby didn’t leave until Sunday afternoon. Late. And Monday morning came way too soon for Andreas’ liking. Rolling out of bed, he stumbled into the shower, then into his clothes and out the door. He was well into his coffee from Wawa’s and entering the station before he was even remotely awake. He hadn’t been this sexed out in ages. It felt fucking amazing.

“Station brew not good enough for you anymore?” Gordon greeted him.

“I barely remember the walk here. I had to stop.”

Gordon had a knowing smirk. “Rough weekend?”

“The best possible kind.” Andreas collapsed in the nearest chair and savored the hell out of his coffee. “By the way, I’m going to need your cousin Lou’s number. One of my kitchen cabinets suffered some trauma.”

“I really don’t want to know, do I?”

Andreas shook his head and grinned. “No, you really don’t.” Looking around the station, he realized they were alone. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Where do you think? Out washing the damned engines.”

“Why aren’t you?”

“Because despite it being my most favorite duty, I thought you might want to see a friendly face.”

That made him laugh. “If you’d left off the sarcasm, I might have almost believed you.” He clapped Gordon on the shoulder. “Come on, let’s go give the boys a hand.”

Both trucks were out and well on their way to being soapy by the time Andreas and Gordon joined the others outside.

“Well, look who finally decided to show themselves,” Frankie Block taunted from the top of the nearest engine. “Knew it was a mistake sending Osborne in.”

“I won that toss fair and square!” Gordon protested.

Frankie lobbed as sponge down at him, nailing Gordon square in the chest. “I still say you rigged it. Now get your ass to work.”

Andreas nudged him on. “You heard the man.”

“What about you?”

He held up his mug. “Gotta finish my coffee first.”

“Slacker.” Gordon left him.

Walking around, Andreas was pleased to note everyone was hard at work. He waved to Al Sutter and John Newton who were between the two trucks. He continued around and ran smack dab into Bobby. A shirtless, very soaked Bobby.

“Easy there. I don’t feel like adding coffee to the rest of this mess.” Bobby grinned.

Andreas barely saw it as he was trying very unsuccessfully not to stare at the droplets of water clinging just-so to Bobby’s skin, much like they had in the shower.

“There’s a time and a place.”

Andreas snapped to attention. Shit. He took a step back. “So, um, what happened?”

The grin had only grown wider. “Met the wrong end of a hose. No thanks to Olsen!”

Tim’s head poke around from the back. “I said I was sorry. Christ!” The poor guy wasn’t entirely dry either.

“The water’s supposed to go on the trucks,” Andreas said.

“You don’t say,” Tim grumbled before he disappeared.

Bobby’s eyes had an evil glint to them. “While I don’t mind, do you plan on standing there all day or are you going to lend a hand?”

He wanted to lend a hand all right. Andreas gave himself a mental slap.

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