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A/N : This weekend I will be the one to spoil you guys. Second update this weekend!
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CHAPTER XIV - IT'S JUST LIKE HONEY
"Are you stressed-out about going back to work after such a long break?" Jules asked, passing a glass of mango smoothie to Sam.
"Nah," Sam took a sip of the drink and smiled. "Besides, I'll be stuck in the truck for about two weeks."
"Maybe you'll turn into a geek with combat skills later on. You know how the ladies love them," she giggled and put on a dark denim jacket. "Hurry-up Constable Braddock or we'll be late."
Sam grabbed the car keys and kissed Jules on the cheek.
"Wanna drive?" he inquired and waved the keys in the air. She nodded with a smile and took them from him.
As Sam and Jules drove to the HQ, they talked about one of Jules' hot calls.
"And you shot your ex-boyfriend? Just like that, without any hesitation?" Sam wondered. "Would you take me down as well?" Sam asked this as they exited the car and headed towards the SRU.
Jules just rolled her eyes and sighed, "Sam, you would never do something like what he did. He was a sick man and he had hallucinations. Besides, Curtis and I dated ages ago. It was just puppy love. You know, first butterflies in the stomach, first-love-hand-holdings, first real boyfriend…"
"First sex?" Sam interjected with curiosity.
Jules looked at him annoyed. "Curtis wasn't my first man, if you are asking about that Sam. I had someone before him. But I just used that guy to get rid of my virginity."
Sam stopped and grinned."You used him? Jules, you're scaring me."
She spread out her hands on his sides and smirked. "Oh come on Sam. I had four brothers and lots of my friends were men. I saw how some of them were treating girls. Teenagers just have silly ideas and were usually leaving girls after they had sex with them. Boys treat sex as a sport. I didn't want to get hurt, so I dumped the guy after we had slept together." Jules glimpsed at Sam's puzzled face."You are a man too Sam. Don't tell me that you were only sleeping with girls that you had actual feelings for?"
"I won't deny that some of my sexual experiences were one night stands. But it's not my fault that I attract women like honey goes a bear. What's more" he whispered, and lowered his head to kiss her " I know how you like my honey dripping beehive".
Jules nudged him in the arm and bounced to the side. "Rule number one, Sam : No expression of feelings on shift. See you in a bit." She smirked and went to her changing room.
Sam sighed, and with quick steps, went into the men's changing room.
"Hey Sammo, how's your arm?" Ed asked shaking his hand.
"Almost healed," he clenched his fist tightly in the air.
Spike put his shirt on and grinned, "Samtastic, if I had a nurse like Jules, I wouldn't want to come back to health too quickly."
Sam feed him a "don't mess with my girl" look that he didn't appear to see.
Smiling, Ed exchanged glances with Spike. "Sam, you're buying first round at the Goose tonight. You're back, and we've got lots to talk about. No excuses!"
Sam nodded and put his trousers on when Raf got to the changing room and said, "Guys, it's the first Monday of the month. Boss just brought our coffees." Hearing that, everyone headed to Winnie's desk.
"Welcome back Sam, just don't get use to the truck too much. We're gonna need you in the field too," Greg smirked, passing him a coffee.
"Copy that Boss," Sam laughed and took a sip of his drink.
"Your ass looks even better in cool-pants than in military trousers!"Sam heard a warm, womanly voice behind his back.
"My God!Chili! What are you doing here?" he hugged the redheaded woman.
"I came to Toronto for my cousin's wedding and I thought that I would check on how you're doing," she grinned widely, showing snow-white teeth.
"Sam, why don't you introduce us to this doppelganger of Christina Hendricks?" Spike smirked and took a quick look at the woman.
Indeed, she looked like Christina Hendricks. The woman had beautiful, shiny ginger curls right to her shoulders. She had big emerald eyes surrounded by long black lashes and just-created-for-kissing full lips. Her cheeks had a healthy, peach glow. She was wearing a beautiful cornflower knee-length dress with a neckline emphasizing her firm, big breasts. Her high heels caused her legs to seem to be a highway to heaven.
"Sorry guys," Sam said. "This is Maxine Mercier; we served together in an unit in Kandahar. She was our translator of Pashto language. Chili, this is Ed, Raf, Sarge, Winnie, and Spike," Sam presented everyone.
"I might think about transfer to JTF2 if such beauties serve there," Spike smiled and shook Maxine's hand.
"Thanks." She smiled and touched her hair. "Just call me Max or Chili."
"Max, maybe you'll join us at the Goose tonight?" Raf asked with a simper. "It's our neighborhood cop bar," he added as an afterthought.
"I would love to," she said and entwined Sam's neck with her smooth arms."Maybe later we can hang out together like we did in old times, Sam?" She murmured and gently stroked Sam's blond hair.
Spike tilted his head in the direction of Ed and whispered, "Looks like Samtastic wasn't sleeping alone in Kandahar."
"Hey Boss, where's my double double?" Jules came out from her changing room buttoning her uniform. When she noticed the young woman was glued to Sam, she stopped, rooted to the spot. Everyone was observing every tiny move of Jules, while a confused Sam lightly pulled away from Maxine.
Ed,smiling, moved to stand next to Spike and Greg. "Jules is gonna kill this poor redhead. Just say'n," he finished in imitation of one of Jules' favorite phrases.
Greg chuckled under his breath and whispered, "Sam also won't come out of this in one piece."
Jules, with a poker face, came closer and stretched out her hand in greeting, "We haven't gotten a chance to meet. I'm Jules."
Max shook her hand and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Max. Are you a dispatcher here like Winnie, Julia?"
The guys gazed silently at the two women's conversation with amusement. Someone was cruising for a bruising here. . .
"It's JULES, not Julia," she corrected her and took a sip of coffee. "And I'm not a dispatcher. I'm a full-time member of Team One. My primary role here is being a negotiator and sniper," Jules said putting a strong emphasis on her last word.
"Sniper. Just like Sam," Max patted Braddock on shoulder and blinked her eyes flirtatiously at him."So Jules, you're the only woman on this Team One. Be careful of Sam." Max spanked Sam's butt and said, "He's a damn hot stud. In Kandahar we called him 'Sex on Legs'."
As the men of Team One tried to hide their snickers of laughter, Jules nearly choked on her coffee, spilling it on her uniform."What a stylish nickname." she murmured and Sam's face turned beet-red like a cooked Cape Cod lobster at Maxine's side.
Max put her hand on Sam's perineum and gently pressed it.
"Jules, believe me, in these cool-pants are hidden Braddock's amazing rifle."
Unable to hold their mirth any longer, the guys openly snickered and patted Sam on shoulder, whistling with appreciation.
Jules narrowed her eyes and hissed through her teeth."I don't doubt that you know something about it Max."
"Well, I hope to check his energy later on. Hopefully, he didn't get rusty on the SRU," Max winked to Sam.
He glanced, baffled, at Jules and sighed heavily. He wanted to turn the conversation, that was, after all, about him, when Winnie alerted, "Guys ,guys . We've got Hot Call. Gear up."
A/N : Jealous Jules coming through! Hell yeah :) KateEals, yes , when I was creating Maxine Mercier character I was thinking about the same Christina Hendricks that was starring in Firefly "Mrs. Malcolm Reynolds" .
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