Says the guy who’s currently on duty.
A man can fantasize.
I’ll fantasize about you getting on your knees for me.
Now that’s not a fair image to put in my head.
You were the one who brought it up,fireman.
Beggars can’t be choosers
If you want me to beg, beautiful, I’ll get on my fucking knees and beg. I’d fucking bark if you asked me too.
We’ll see. Maybe if you’re good I’ll reward you once you’re off.
Then a few hours later I text her before heading out on our call like I promised her I would.
Hey baby, we’re heading out on a call. I’ll text you when we’re back.
Even though it was a little after one in the morning, she still responded before the truck pulled out.
Okay, be safe fireman. Be sure to come back to me
I promise I will.
As promised, I text her a few hours later when we finally make it back but she hasn’t replied. Can’t really blame her since it was the middle of the night. I figure waking up to both texts will be a nice way to start the day.
“He didn’t answer,” Cooper says, pulling my attention away from my phone. “He has to be here, right? He’s on the same shift as you and you still have another twenty-four on.”
“Yeah,” I say with confusion. He has to be here somewhere. Turning around, I wave my hand in the mirror so Billie can see me. Catching my eye, she slips her headphones off and turns around on the bench. “Hey, have you seen Carter around?”
She looks around the empty gym shaking her head. “Hehasn’t been here since I got here, which was maybe an hour or so ago?”
“Where the hell is he?” I mumble.
Just then, hurried steps stomp into the room, echoing throughout the space. Carter is breathing heavily, almost like he had been running, and places his hands on his hips trying to catch his breath.
“Hey, guys,” he greets the two of us with a half-hearted wave. He looks towards Billie who’s watching from her bench, her face as confused as Coop and I are. “Hey, Billie.”
“Hey,” she replies softly with a small wave. She then affixes her headphones back to their rightful place and goes back to her workout.
“Where were you?” I ask, reaching over and smacking his shoulder. “I expected you to be asleep in the bunkroom but you weren’t.”
“Are you tracking my every movement now?” he chuckles, running his hands through his hair. He smirks at me but I can tell he’s hiding something. I can see it in his eyes.
“No, but when your brother isn’t where you expect him to be, you get concerned.”
“I went for a run, man. Sorry I didn’t tell you where I was going before leaving,” he scoffs, irritation clear in his tone.
“Since when do you run?” Coop adds, his brows knitted together in the center of his face.
“Since today,” Carter huffs. “Why are you two ganging up on me?”
“We aren’t ganging up on you, we’re merely curious about where you were. Why are you being so defensive about it?” I retaliate.
“Because I don’t need you two up my ass about my whereabouts. I can take care of myself, I’ve been doing somy entire fucking life. I don’t need you or anyone else trying to butt in where they’re not welcome.” His tone shifts dramatically from when he first came in that he’s nearly shouting at us. His nostrils flare as he glares at the two of us.
“Okay, dude, relax.” Coop raises his hands in front of him. “We’re glad you’re here now and are okay. We’ll butt out if that’s what you want, okay? We were just worried about you, that’s all.”
