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Evan has gone to Partners to find some release from his obsession, aka the hot speeder, and meets up with his friends Roy and Dustin, and their friends Marshall and Lee. Imagine Evan's surprise when he runs into the very man he's trying to forget! Chan hasn't stopped thinking of the trooper all day. After he goes to his little brother's birthday party, he decides to go somewhere and unwind. Surprise, surprise! See what's going on in this week's chapter of Super Trooper! Don't forget to look for the other Briefers and see what's up with them! Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!
Super Trooper #5 (2.1)
Although Chan wasn’t as late to work as he’d feared he would
be, even a few minutes was anathema to him. When he walked through the door,
expecting to be called out for what he’d done, nobody even seemed to notice he was
running behind—or if they did notice, they said nothing to him about it. But he
was more than aware of his own tardiness—as well as the very sexy reason for
it—so he threw himself into his work, took on extra tasks to help lighten his
co-workers’ loads, and didn’t take his
full lunch in order to make up for lost time. He couldn’t afford to stay late,
not today. He loved his family, and he wouldn’t do anything to upset either his
mother or his little brother, especially on such an important day.
Despite how hard he worked, though, Chandrahas found his
mind reverting far too often to the tall blond trooper who’d pulled him over.
The one he’d been far too willing to drop to his knees for, although luckily it
hadn’t come to that. What was wrong with him? This man was a stranger to him.
And certainly on a level far above him, being a member of law enforcement. Not
to mention, he was probably super straight. Chan’s experience with romance was
very limited. He’d only been in two relationships, and neither one had lasted
very long due to a major lack of compatibility. He’d made no attempt to
introduce either young man to his family. Not that they would have belittled
his choice of a partner, or looked down on him because he was gay. His mother
and her husband were very open-minded, having lived in the United States all
their lives, and would have been open to such a meeting. So why hadn’t he done
so? Because… well, because he didn’t
find either of them suitable for such an honor.
Would he be willing to take the trooper home to meet them?
He pushed the thought aside as being ridiculous and focused
on the figures on the computer screen before him instead.
After work, he picked up the birthday cake his mother had
ordered from the nearby bakery, which had been specially decorated to resemble
Kamal’s beloved pet guinea pig, and hurried to the home of his mother and
stepfather. Chan loved spending time with his family, especially his three
siblings. His own father had died when Chan was just a baby. After a few years
of being alone, his mother had found love again and remarried, then had three
more children with her new husband—Chan took being their older brother very
seriously. He’d been ten when Laksha was born. She was eleven now and very
interested in books, especially those about science. Someday, she said, she
would work in the Tucker Falls Library, and would help the children who went
there to love and understand science and math. Kamal, the birthday boy, was a
very happy-go-lucky young man, who loved music and playing games with his
friends, a group of boys of varying backgrounds and ethnicities who all lived
nearby. He also loved animals and wanted to be a veterinarian when he grew up.
Or maybe a famous singer. Madhubala,
whom everyone called Madhu, was two and a half and as sweet as her name—in
Hindu, it meant a girl as sweet as honey. She wasn’t very talkative, but she
had a sunny disposition, and loved to trail her siblings around the house,
content to simply be near them. Everyone loved her to death and spoiled her as
often as possible. Chan couldn’t have asked for a better family.
It was still early when Chan bade his family good night,
gave his brother a special birthday hug, and promised he’d come back soon to
spend time with them. He would take them to the park, and they would have a splendid
picnic lunch and have lots of fun. He told his parents, Maa and Pita, good-bye
and headed to his car, intending to drive straight home.
But Chan was restless. And the idea of returning to his
empty apartment, to his private sanctuary he was so proud of, held little
interest at the moment. He wasn’t hungry… at least not for food… so going out
to eat didn’t appeal to him. Maybe he would get a drink. Something to calm his
nerves. Something to help him sleep better.
But where to go? Driving down Main Street, he remembered a
place he’d been taken to by one of the two men he’d dated. What was its name?
It was a decent enough place, nothing fancy or too expensive. Its main
attraction was that most of the patrons were gay and nobody thought anything of
it. Oh yes, Partners. How could he forget a name such as that?
Partners it would be. He would have a drink, soak up a
little atmosphere, listen to a little music. Maybe watch the men on the dance
floor. Chan didn’t really dance himself but he did like watching other people
do it. He wasn’t overly fond of country western music, but living in Texas, it
was something you got used to. He could live with that. Or maybe he’d get lucky
and some other music would be playing.
He was slightly put off by the number of vehicles in the
parking lot of Partners, but then realized he could blend into the crowd more
easily, not stand out. He parked his car in the far reaches of the lot and made
his way inside.
Country music. Oh well. He liked to watch line dancing, no
problem. He got a bottle of lite beer and headed toward the dance floor.
Searching for an empty table, he was shocked to find himself staring at the
very man who’d been on his mind all day.
to be continued
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