Thank you to arielenicole for requesting a Liebgott fic! I own only my OC, Evelyn Cassidy. This fic is based on the show Band of Brothers and not the real men of Easy. I mean them no disrespect. Story begins with R rating for language but it will definitely be rated MA for later chapters. You have thus been warned!
Thank you to everyone in advance that reviews - they make my day and spur me to keep writing! Please enjoy the story of Evelyn and Joe.
March 1945
The Alps, Germany
Webster glanced at Liebgott, trying and failing to find a way to make the man shut up. He tried responding, hoping that would work. Maybe only a little support was needed. "That sounds nice, Lieb." He needed to shout over the roar of the truck.
Liebgott's eyebrows raised and he held his hands out in front of his at a far distance. "Nice? Nah, they won't be just nice, Web. They're going to be fuckin' amazing." His fingers curled and he shook his hands to emphasize what he was trying to explain. "Enormous and soft. I'm gonna sleep on them every night."
Webster sighed, giving up before turning to Evelyn across from him. They exchanged a look; the girl also wasn't impressed. You only encouraged him, you idiot, she thought.
Liebgott saw the transaction and turned to her. "You know, Cassidy. The spongy way a nice, large breast can just hug your… wait." His smile turned vicious. "Ahh, ya don't know, do ya?"
Evelyn only raised an eyebrow, undeterred. Her small chest had been a constant discussion by him for almost three years since they'd met. "No, I don't know, Joe. Just like you will never know the feel of my breasts - albeit small - on your cheek." Her eyes danced with mischief.
Webster snickered. "Well done, sarge."
Evelyn gave Liebgott a smirk when she saw his eyes narrow. "Too bad for you, Liebgott. Like I told you back in Toccoa - you don't know what you're missing."
Luz poked her in the side. "I don't know what I'm missing either, Ev. Can we change that?"
Evelyn laughed as he hugged her to him, and Liebgott's eyes only narrowed further as she tousled Luz's hair. "You drive a hard argument, George."
"That marriage offer is still on the table, sweetheart."
She laughed louder at that. "Yours and about a dozen others, Luz." She gave him a soft smile. "Wait until after the war. I'm just convenient. You'll find yourself a nice girl soon enough, George." Smirking she turned to Liebgott. "Ask Lieb. Maybe he can find you another girl with the second largest breasts in the state of California."
Liebgott and Evelyn exchanged a snarky and silent conversation, which had always been something they shared since Toccoa. As usual, she looked away first. She cursed herself for it. She always looked away first.