Always Three_A MMM Menage Coming Out of the Closet Romance by J. P. James

Author:J. P. James [James, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-23T04:00:00+00:00

11

Hudson

Whenever kids come to tour the firehouse, their reactions are always the same. There are the classic oohs and ahhs, plus ever-popular wows and no ways. Once a kid saw the firetruck up close, and then proceeded to string together every curse word he knew. I laughed along with the rest of the crew, but part of me laughed because the firehouse lost its grandeur for me years ago.

“Holy shit,” Ricky says as he stares up at the fireman’s pole.

I chuckle, and hear the same noise come from Hayden to my left. Ricky turns to look at us, his eyebrows knit together.

“Come on,” he pleads. “How are you not in awe at this place every day?”

Hayden puts his hand on Ricky’s lower back, ushering us towards the back of the building. Hayden’s always been better at talking, so he leads the conversation, as well as the tour of our firehouse.

I don’t mind staying quiet. I like to listen to Ricky debate the safety of an open hole in the floor with a pole sticking out of it, and also watching Hayden roll his eyes at him. For now, though, my mind latches onto Ricky’s first assessment.

I haven’t been in awe of this place in a while, and it’s a shame. The firehouse is massive, but I don’t see it that way anymore. I hardly notice how big the place is because I usually have to focus on tasks, or run out on a call. Looking up now, I have to really crane my neck to take in the high ceilings above us. The red brick of the house and signature red of the fire engine go together like peanut butter and jelly, or peas and carrots, but I hardly think about that either these days. I see men and women everyday who are ready at a moment’s notice to give their lives to protect this city, but I haven’t considered that in over a year.

I knew it’d be nice to show Ricky our firehouse, but I didn’t think it’d feel like this. This feels therapeutic. Ricky is seeing everything for the first time, and watching him allows me to see things anew. For all his insecurities, Ricky always sees the good in others and the world. It’s easy to let the city harden you, but I get the feeling that Ricky can introduce us to new things.

“Jones!” Says a familiar gruff voice behind us. It comes around the corner through the living quarters.

Sean Flanagan walks out of the doorway, smile on show as he walks closer to us. Sean also comes from a long line of firefighters, dating back to when his family first emigrated from Ireland. He still has the same glowing red hair that I’m sure his great-great-grandfather sported, plus a full beard and chops. He’s taller than Hayden and me, and he’s a few inches wider too. Sometimes, I wonder if he’s a firetruck in human form.

Flanagan rubs the sleep from his eyes, yawning as he crosses towards us.

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