Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Wednesday Briefs: Super Trooper #17 (3.3)

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Evan is just getting off of work and ready to spend the evening with Chan. See what's going on with him in this week's chapter of Super Trooper. Don't forget to check on the other Briefers and see what's up with them! Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!

Super Trooper #17 (3.3)

“Hey Evan, wanna go grab a beer? Watch some sports?”

Evan finished handing in the last of his paperwork to the desk clerk, then turned to his fellow trooper. “Hey Nathan. I would, but I’m already doing something tonight. Maybe another time?”

“Doing something?” Nathan Harding was a little shorter than the average Texas State Trooper, but he made up for it by having a very muscular build and a very friendly personality. It was said that the people he pulled over for speeding never even got mad at him, and had nothing but nice things to say about him. Nathan’s thick brows shot up inquisitively. “You mean like a date doing something, that kind of doing something?”

Evan knew why Nathan looked so surprised. Evan tended to keep the few liaisons he’d had on the down low because he didn’t feel it was anyone’s business. He never discussed his private life, although he was open about being gay. He just didn’t feel the need to talk about picking up men at Partners. Plus those trysts tended to be short-lived in duration, just a means to an end, nothing to brag about.

Tonight, on the other hand…

He felt his lips curl up into a smile before he could even think of a proper response. He couldn’t help himself. He’d been thinking about Chan a lot today… and probably looked as goofy then as he did now. For once, he didn’t care. He felt too good to worry about what someone might think of him.

“Yes, I have a date,” he confirmed.

Nathan pumped a fist into the air. “Hot damn, that’s what I like to hear. Yeah, definitely another time, bro. Bring your guy too, okay?”

“Okay,” Evan easily agreed. “What about you? You seeing anyone?”

“Not right now, but you know how that is. Hope springs eternal, eh?” He winked at Evan then turned to the desk clerk and handed her his own forms. “Looks like I’m free tonight, sugar. How about you and me spend some time together, if you know what I mean?”

The desk clerk, whose name tag read Christina, gave him an are you kidding me look as she set his papers down on the desk in front of her. “I do know what you mean and you just keep that hope alive, trooper,” she told him, then addressed Evan with a sincere smile. “Have fun on your date, Evan.”
Evan had seen this act before. He knew she was just trying to rile up Nathan, and her ploy was succeeding. She seemed to be the one person who didn’t automatically succumb to Nathan’s charms, but Evan also knew she wasn’t immune to them either.

“Thanks, Christina,” he said before offering her a quick thumbs up. “Just remember this! Never surrender!”

“Thanks, bro!” Nathan pretended to moan. “What do you think she is, the Alamo?”

Evan had to laugh as he saw Nathan give her his best and most sincere puppy dog eyes. He knew Christina was more than able to handle herself.  His work done for the day, he strolled out of the station with a spring to his step that belied the lateness of the hour. When he reached his patrol car, he paused long enough to text Chan. Just got off, what sounds good to you?

You came the immediate reply. Evan felt his cheeks warm, but in a pleasurable way.

Feel the same way he texted back. What sounds good for dinner?

Anything but chicken.

That produced a chuckle from Evan. He was sure there was a story there. After a few more texts, they finally decided on Chinese food and arranged to meet in the parking lot of one of Evan’s favorite restaurants. Evan assumed he would have to wait for Chan to drive in from his apartment, but they arrived at roughly the same time.

Seeing Chan step out of his car, Evan couldn’t help the wolf whistle that sprang to his lips, surprising him. He’d never done such a thing before, but damn, Chan looked so fine. A pair of khaki trousers that clung to him but not too tightly, and a short-sleeve shirt that might have been some shade of orange, which brought out a warm glow in Chan’s golden skin, even under the harsh glare of the parking lot lights.

“I’ll change when we get to my place,” Evan promised.

“You would look good in anything,” Chan said as they linked hands and entered the restaurant together.

Half an hour later, they carried their dinner to Evan’s patrol car.

“I should have picked you up,” Evan said. “Then we could have ridden together.”

“I’ll be right behind you,” Chan assured him. “Besides, it’s better that I drive myself the first time. I’ll remember how to get there again more easily after I’ve done it once.”

Evan felt pleased that Chan intended to do this more than once. That made up for not being able to be close to him on the drive. Which was silly, he reminded himself. They would be able to sit together to their hearts’ content shortly. And he didn’t mean as a prelude to sex. If that happened, great. If not, also great. He just found himself yearning for Chan’s company, no matter what they did.

Chan helped him to pile the bags in the passenger seat of the patrol car then closed the door. Immediately, Evan pulled him toward him and kissed him softly. “I’m so glad you waited for me,” he said.

“I would wait for you as long as it takes,” Chan said breathily.

to be continued

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