Sydney opened her eyes around ten in the morning, when she heard the annoying sound of a car alarm, spilled all over the street. She whimpered and covered herself with a blanket. Why are you doing this now? The first and only day off in the last few weeks and she more than anything she wanted to sleep in today. No, she certainly wasn't going to sleep all day but Wake up at this time in her plans is also not included. And who's the smart guy who hasn't turned off the damn alarm yet? Good morning did not work... Have to get up and not to take foolish attempts to sleep again, because it will not lead to anything good and then have to walk with a heavy head all day. Suppressing another yawn, the young woman went to the shower, hearing from the corner of her ear how the phone vibrates on the bedside table, soon bringing out the missed one. And she knew who could so insistently calling her. She liked that rush of gage to find out something about the kiss died down a little. And with its hand not very. The idea that she would love to do it again drove her crazy and so Sydney tried to recycle it all out of her head. At least, today and now. But not in time Led really to relax under with a cold shower, as her ears touched, the sound of the doorbell. Who can it be at this hour? Hastily wrapped towel, Ranger Cooke hurried out of the bathroom and open the door. Her face distorted grimace of surprise when in sight was a woman of fifty-five with heavy Luggage in his hands.
— Aunt Addie? What a surprise! She took her bags, giving the opportunity to go deeper into the apartment. Some time Sydney looked down, continuing the silly smile, but then recovered and hugged the woman in greeting. - Why did you come here? Is something wrong?
— Well, how? I came to visit my niece. What's up? Am I interrupting something important here? Are you a man?
- God, no, of course not! Pass. Um ... why didn't you call? I would have met you.
— That's still nonsense. I got here just fine myself. By the way, you could have warned me that you moved. I was standing outside the door for two hours until I got your new address. Well, the area you've chosen for yourself. Found something.
Another sound, announcing the call, made Sydney rush to the phone.
- Make yourself comfortable, I'll be right back.
After seeing his niece's gaze and shook her head, the woman went to the kitchen and a second later gasped. Judging by the scattered all over the table papers and unfinished coffee, Sidney again worked all night. Workaholism is family, you can't argue with that. Only have rest he was in a lesser extent. All anything, but only this mess on her table for a long time, and all hands do not reach all this to clean. Making sure that no extra ears, Sid leaned on the doorframe, holding a hand slipping towel. The voice that she loved so much, gave her some positive emotions, promising a good continuation of the day.
- Shorty, we're going to have Breakfast, and I'll pick you up... anyway, be ready.. The objections are not accepted. Boss can't be upset.
— Gage, I…
- Sydney, what are you doing? You can't work all the time. You want to kill yourself? What's in the fridge? Mother of God, look what you're eating. You need to rest more often to get some blood to your brain. Or you your bandits the last got kicked out? How can you eat this stuff? Totally crazy. Okay, I'll make you a healthy Breakfast.
- I'll be ready in five minutes, come on!
With those words she disconnected the call, tossing the gadget to the arm, smiled own thoughts on the matter. The call of the beloved aunt brings her back to reality. And if I had to pick between lectures this woman and offer partner – she would definitely choose the latter. And it does not matter what he would have offered her. Something again agreeing, Sidney rushed to the bathroom to the dryer and hastily dried his hair and then darted around the apartment, not knowing what to wear, although before it was never a problem. Just today it did not plan the outing somewhere. Aunt Eddie's questions fell one after the other and what could Sid answered, simultaneously buttoning the buttons on her blouse.
- Who am I talking to, the wall? Is that where you're going? What a job, you just said you were resting. Completely unbelted, but I'll fix it Oh, someone came. I'll get it.
Without further ADO she opened the door, smiling radiantly guest. Gage looked again at the door, to make sure that he doesn't have the wrong floor, and then threw uncomprehending glance at the woman.
- Sydney, baby, I think it's for you!
"Well, of course, this is my apartment" — Not out loud said cook, the last time looking at himself in the mirror before you leave.
- Oh, I knew she opened the door for me half-naked for a reason. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt what you had planned here. I'm leaving. Please be safe!
- Aunt Eddie, you're embarrassing me! Stop it! Hi! – She managed to give a smile, but at the same time she wanted to sink into the ground from this awkward situation. - Ranger gage. We work together. Mrs. Jones is my aunt. I'm visiting. Just like this. I'll get the jacket and we can go.
- Very nice to meet you! Let your Ranger explain to you that what you do is not a woman's business. And zip up, and then I was absolutely not impressed by your sense of modesty. Oh, the parents would not have approved! And what was the end of that case you don't need to be reminded? Your Ranger in case of what…
Come on. You know how to spoil the mood! Let's go, Sidney shoved partner in the ribs and he instantly became more serious. – Please don't break anything here, and I will be back soon!
But this is not accurate! – Gage smiled Mrs. Jones, carrying the LEDs behind the door.
Probably, it was the real madness to go somewhere together after so many awkward situations that have happened to them lately. Very "timely" references to aunt about his parents has left an unpleasant aftertaste in my soul. Morning is definitely ruined. And not only that, but the ambiguous jokes that Sydney seemed to appreciate. Well, of course she'd be surprised if that didn't happen. Sitting in the car and fastened, the young woman looked out the window, looking at the trees, people, gray tall houses and billboards flashing in the window. She involuntarily sighed sadly and immediately felt a light touch to her shoulder.
Sid, okay? Don't tell me you're upset about this soulful woman's jokes? They embarrassed you?
- A little... but that's not it. Every time she comes ... she talks about her parents all the time and ... it makes me feel really bad. Don't ask if you don't want to ruin your morning. I remember you asked me out, and if your offer still stands, I'm willing to take it. We can talk about that.
— Your aunt does not yet imposed a curfew and won't spank you if you come home later than nine? gage asked, with a grin.
Are you crazy? She's not that boring.
- Great then. Don't worry. Look at this beautiful morning. Smile, Shorty! Well, you want me to sing for you?
— Uh, no! I feel better! You hear me? I feel much better. She laughed at his attempt to sing one of Elvis's songs. – One contact with a bear is not going well for you. No songs. But from a portion of coffee, I would definitely not refuse.
Sydney was one of those who found it difficult to talk about what was troubling her, and even with Francis, although their relationship this year has become very close. She knew perfectly well that she could trust him, knowing that he would not reveal her secrets under terrible torture. And she will definitely do the same with what he shares with her. And it was pleased, that for him it is important to tell about than something precisely it. But she was scared of what is happening after that kiss. She is very scared that this has ruined their friendship. Best in thirty-two years of her life. Though understand that in their case such a thing as "friendship" has long gone beyond its limits. Well at least it happened without witnesses, and no one once again will not remind her of it. And the probability that their black friend did not see this picture was small. Parked, Francis nodded, making it clear that it is already possible to go. After waiting for him and going into the room together, Sydney briefly examined the tables, looking for friends. Here they are. They were all assembled, and waited only for them.
- Hello! So ... what's the news and plans? — Grabbing standing at the next table, the chair, gage sat down next to him.
- It doesn't matter what you have planned! Do you have any idea we're gonna watch the kickboxing championship this weekend? For this it is possible to cancel the case, — with these words Trivett stuffed in his mouth another piece of the pie.
- Still alive. In any case... I can't... — with notes of regret in his voice said cook. - I have other plans.
- I'm afraid you didn't hear me!
- Sid wanted to say she's on curfew, and she's not up to it. No Championships, delays at work, visits, walks under the moon, kisses…
Jimmy and gage looked at each other and giggled.
Ha ha ha, sarcastically mimicked Sydney and again shoved partner's elbow, thus forcing him to shut up. – I'll go find Martha. I'm starving.
What's up? She's been so nervous all morning.
Parents here? – Smiled knowingly Alex, propping his cheek on his hand. - Then it's understandable.
- No ... seems, aunt! Francis smiled from ear to ear, glancing at his companion at the counter. Sydney really never talked about his parents, and about childhood in General. And it was hardly because she didn't trust her friends. And all the bad thoughts on this account he was quickly out of my head, because if it does so, such memories are better not to disturb, so as not to hurt. Sid returned a few minutes later, placing a Cup of coffee in front of a partner and sat beside him.
- Is anyone going to the gym today? You guys want to keep me company?
Walker and Trivette nodded.
— And you? Just a couple of rounds, Shorty! I promise I'll get you home in time.
After Breakfast Alex went out to solve some business issues, and Trivette was urgent, and the rest on a kind of training. Sid braided two pigtails and winked at Francis, who was preparing for sparring with Walker and took the simulator, which has long been chosen. And watch the sparring of the friends there it was convenient. And it was all the more interesting than talking on the phone with my aunt, who will bestow his next vulgar mockery. And why is she like this, because she didn't have a single reason for all this. Thinking about it, the young woman did not even notice how her time came. Walker slipped her gloves and then her helmet. The first time Sidney deftly dodged his blows until provocative jokes angered her, and she became more aggressive.
- I can't see your legs, Shorty!
- Open your eyes, you'll see! with a grin tossed him cook, throwing forward foot and then the other. For some reason today she was very afraid to miss a shot of the gage, which is sure to leave her side. Not here. At home, as soon as Auntie shows her excessive concern. The subsequent blow have too unexpected and strong, and Sydney simply did not have time to block it and fell to the floor. Gage quickly took the gloves and sank to her.
CID, I'm sorry! I thought you were gonna block. We've done this a hundred times. Damn, you got blood... — He touched his hand to her lips, carefully wiping the blood stream. Looks like the lip is broken after all. Teeth intact.
— Gage - she's a few seconds don't look away from his eyes, but then tried to smile, covering his hand with his gloved hand. - It's okay... I just had to focus and get it out of my head for a while.
- What kind of debauchery are you doing here? Stop it now! Oh, he worked a new punch on you after all. – Trivett laughed, looking at friends.
I'll tell you what will work! – with these words, Sid ran into his gloves and grabbed the hand of the gage to rise. – And the eyes-have dark... that's what power is – do not mind. Julie's definitely not going away with you. I haven't given up yet.
Deftly put her footboard makes him fall to the floor. She again attacks first, sometimes with a laugh, noting that he constantly sticks out his chin. Yeah, it blows sometimes it was easy to predict, but Sidney was very grateful to him for trying to distract her. Even if she did not yet fully understand what...
Gage drove his partner right to the house and, despite the protests, walked right to the front door. No, Sydney wasn't against his company. On the contrary, knowing the nature of his beloved aunt, it again will cause them both to blush. Aunt Eddie quickly got up from the sofa and hurried to the noise that came from the corridor. She gasped in horror when she saw the abrasion on her niece's lip and in a few seconds wound herself on all the worst.
- Sydney, what horror, your Ranger you beats! And you let him do that?
- What? Have you lost your mind? I'm sorry, it is, in my opinion, there's something I got from the bar took a SIP! Until tonight! - With these words Sydney has exposed gage for the door. After a few seconds I heard his loud laughter. - Stop! Stop this circus right now! And what makes you think he's hitting me, especially since he's mine? We're friends.
— That he is a good friend and moved. Look at you in the mirror! What will people say?
— And.… Well, just bad sparring. And I don't care what your people say. You only live once. Please don't start again that I'm a woman and that this job is not for me. No other will. I think you know perfectly well why you reminded me this morning.
Taking off her jacket, Sidney hung it on the hook and put on her Slippers.
And Francis is.. He's my boss! — she lied in order to rid themselves finally of many jokes.
- Calm down already, I same realized. Well... One does not interfere with the other. Know how I was with her at the time... Uuuh!
- Oh, spare me the details, please! What's that smell? Don't you think something's on fire? You cooking something?
- Me? No, I'm just Ironing your things. after a few seconds, Mrs. Jones gasped, covering her mouth with her palm. - I think I left the iron. And has always been, baby, I'm sorry!
- Aunt Eddie, are you... Shit... Fuck! Sidney a bullet darted into the living room, quickly removing the iron on the edge of the Ironing Board. That's my favorite. Why didn't you burn all my stuff? I could use a nice barbecue. Well that badge with me, and then cleaning up after you. I would be a long time in the Rangers was not.
- I think your Ranger boss would've gone to your meeting and covered your beautiful ass.
— He doesn't have a choice. Who will cover his back when the bad uncles open fire?
Not only beats, but also allowed you to climb under bullets, — she was horrified and grabbed his head. - He's not the one you want. He'll kill you
- Oh, you can be such a bore sometimes... But I've missed you so much!