"Shit Riddick! What time is it?"
"What? I dunno. Why?"
She grabbed the alarm clock on the nightstand…8:00 am.
"Damnit…"
"What?!"
"Riddick, it's Monday! You were supposed to be at work an hour ago!"
"Shit."
He climbed out of bed and was halfway to the bathroom when the com-unit buzzed. They both looked at each other and said simultaneously: "Jimmy."
Riddick strode over to the com-unit and pushed the connect button turning on the view screen…sure enough it was Jimmy…Riddick's boss. Jack walked down the hallway and leaned against the corner, listening in.
"Richards! Where the fuck are you it's 8 am!" All of a sudden Jimmy caught a glimpse of Jack in the background with nothing but a tank top and pair of panties. Riddick followed his gaze on the screen and realized he was staring at Jack…his Jack. He slammed a palm over the camera completely blocking out Jimmy's screen and startling Jack.
"Jack! In the bedroom, NOW!" And she ran down the hall laughing.
Oh yeah…Jimmy heard that. Riddick lifted his hand off the camera once again giving Jimmy sight.
"Um…Richards…man…sorry…I didn't realize…uh…you know what, I think we only have a few loads coming in today…uh, the guys can handle that…" Jimmy said, glancing back to where Jack had been. But when he heard Riddick's growl he quick returned his eyes to Riddick's. "…so why don't you…um…take the day off…god knows you deserve it."
"Thanks." And with that Riddick switched off the connection and headed back to the bedroom.
