Things are heating up between Roy and Dustin. Looks like they're out in the open now with Lee and Marshall. See what's going on in this week's episode of The Sheriff. Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what they're up to! Their links follow my tale!
The Sheriff #45 (11.3)
Roy released Dustin with a contented sigh. “Been wanting to
do that for a while,” he admitted.
“Me too,” Dustin agreed.
“So, how you doing?” Roy asked. He opened up the fridge and
pulled out two bottles of beer which he handed to Dustin before taking out two
more and closing the door. “You feeling okay about tonight? I don’t want you to
have any second thoughts about what we’re doing.”
“I don’t,” Dustin insisted. “I just want it to be over,
that’s all.”
“I can understand that.” Still holding the beers, Roy
circled his arm around Dustin so they could kiss once more, careful not to
press the cold bottles against him. “I want that too, believe you me. Just so
you know, Lee figured out about us already, hope you don’t mind.”
“It’s cool with me if it’s cool with you.” Dustin gave him a
somewhat anxious look which Roy quickly quelled with another kiss.
“They would never judge us, trust me,” he said.
“I do,” Dustin said simply, in a voice that went straight to
Roy’s heart. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Roy. I’d be in over my head
with no way out.”
“Things happen, don’t beat yourself up over it,” Roy said.
“C’mon, let’s deliver these beers.”
* * * *
The trip back to Tucker Falls went by far too quickly for
Dustin’s taste. He wished they could have hung out with Marshall and Lee a lot
longer. Or, even better, gone back to Roy’s place and spent the rest of the day
in bed. But that wasn’t happening, of course. He had to go in to work, had to
face the music and get through what might just prove to be the longest night of
his life.
He shifted in Roy’s front seat, pressing his leg against
Roy’s in the process. Roy laid his hand
across Dustin’s leg and he relaxed into the sheriff’s warmth.
“Lunch was good,” he said, trying to not think too much
about what was coming. “I thought everything went well.”
“Everything went very well,” Roy agreed. “I’m sure we’ll be
seeing a lot more of them. They’re my two best friends, you know?”
“I know,” Dustin said. He couldn’t help but warm at the way
Roy said we. Made him almost have hope that just maybe they could… He pushed
the thought aside, afraid to jinx whatever it was he was thinking. “So, what’s the plan? You going to wait in
the store ‘til close or what?”
“I can’t afford to have anyone see me,” Roy said with what
sounded like regret. “Don’t want to take a chance on spooking him, you know?
Let him think everything’s going as planned, and when he starts taking stuff
out of the storeroom, I’ll be there and I’ll nab him. I’ll radio the sheriff
and they can take him in.”
Then what? Then we’ll
be done?
Dustin bit back the words that threatened to spill from his
lips. If Roy and him were going to be over after he got Jordan locked up, then
he didn’t want to know now.
As they approached the parking lot of the computer store,
Dustin noticed Denver’s truck was there, but no sign of Kenny’s car. Wonder
what that meant. Oh well, at least he’d
have his cousin to talk to. He started to scoot across the seat, but Roy’s hand
on his arm held him back. He turned and found himself with a mouth full of
sheriff, and for a full minute no words were exchanged. Finally, Roy released
him and straightened up behind the wheel.
“I’ll be watching out for you, count on that,” he said, and
Dustin thrilled at his words.
“See you later,” he managed to choke out, then hurried out
of the truck and into the store.
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