What Can You Lose 3
After an awkward breakfast, Faith decided it was time to head home. "I've got to go home to shower and change before work, so I'll see you later?" Or we could shower together here. Desperate and pathetic much?
"Yeah, see ya later. You made breakfast so I'll clean up. I need to get a shower too." You could join me. "Breakfast was good, thanks." It's definitely going to be a cold shower.
"Thanks for letting me cry on your shoulder last night." And for holding me all night long. It's definitely going to be a cold shower.
"So I'll see you at work later?" Bosco can't resist the urge to hug Faith. Her hair smells so good.
"Um, yeah, see you at work." Faith returns the hug. I love the way his stubbly cheek feels against my skin.
"Bye, Faith." Don't kiss her.
"Bye, Bos." Don't kiss him.
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"55 David responding – 108 and Arthur." Faith stares at Bosco's profile as she talks into her shoulder mic.
"I hate these. Can't they have the EMTs check on Granny?" Bosco glances over at Faith as she looks out the window.
"It's not so bad, Bos." They arrive and get out of the car. "At least there's an elevator, we won't have to walk up 5 flights of stairs." I wonder if he wears his pants that tight on purpose.
"If it's working." Bosco pushes the button and the elevator door opens. Good thing she's wearing that uniform or I wouldn't be able to make it through the shift. "After you."
"Thanks." They ride up in silence. Evidently, Granny's hearing aid battery fell out so she couldn't hear the phone ring when her granddaughter called. Problem solved, Bosco and Faith return to the elevator.
Half way down, the elevator stops. "What's wrong with this thing?" Bosco starts pushing buttons, but nothing works. He picks up the emergency phone and tells the building super that the elevator is stuck then hangs up the phone. He turns to Faith, who has turned a ghostly shade of white. "What?"
"Nothing, I just don't like being stuck in an elevator."
"Don't worry about it, you heard me tell the guy to get us out of here. We're fine Faith."
"Central to 55 David, respond to MVA at 110 and Lexington." The radio crackles to life.
"See, Faith, even the radios work. 55 David to central. We're stuck in an elevator. Requesting rescue be sent to this location."
"Rescue working the traffic accident. Any injuries David?"
"No central, no injuries. Can you give ETA for rescue?"
"Stand by David." After a few minutes, the radio comes to life again. "David, accident has caused chain reaction crashes, it may be a while."
"Copy that Central." Bosco looks at his partner. "Well, we might as well get comfortable. We're gonna be here awhile." He removes his belt and sits on the floor.
"How can you be so calm about this?"
"You should really try some Yoga, Faith. Get your notepad out – let's play tic tac toe." Anything to get your mind off being in the elevator.
"I hate tic tac toe." Yoga again? "How about Hangman?" Faith pulls out her notepad and draws the gallows on a blank page.
"I got one." Bosco takes the pad from Faith and makes four lines for letters.
"Only four letters? Ok, E."
"Nope, no E." Bosco smirks and draws the head.
"No E? Hmm…." Faith continues to guess letter until she has a complete stick man hanging from the gallows. "A word that starts with FI and ends in Y. Are you sure you spelled it right?"
"Yeah, got ya. First word out." Bosco crows writing in the missing letter.
"What does F-I-G-Y spell?"
"F-igy – you know they burned the mascot in F-igy."
"Effigy, Bos. E-f-f-i-g-y. You're such a goof ball." Faith smiles and bumps her shoulder against his.
Made you smile didn't I? "Whatever. Is it getting warmer in here?"
"Yeah, it is. Perfect. Well, I'm takin' off my vest. I don't need it in here anyway. It makes me sweaty even in December." Faith takes her shirt off and starts to remove her vest when she realizes what she's wearing underneath it. She usually wears a cotton tank top, but she didn't get the laundry done and had to wear one of the camisoles she usually reserved for dressing up. It's the same as a tank top, she tries to convince herself. He probably won't even notice.
"Good idea." Bosco removes his shirt and vest then looks over at Faith. Bosco feels like his eyes are going to pop out of his head. What did she think I wouldn't notice? He clears his throat and grabs his radio. "55 David to Central any update on rescue?"
"It's only been 30 minutes, David." The weary voice of Central replies.
"Maybe we should put our shirts back on. You never know when those doors are gonna open." Bosco retrieves his shirt.
"It's hot in here, Bos. And you heard Central, it's gonna be a while." Faith leans her head back and closes her eyes.
Bosco watches mesmerized as Faith licks her lips. When she moves her head and opens her eyes, he quickly looks away. "So what do you wanna do now? I don't wanna play hangman if you're gonna cheat." Faith asks looking over at her partner. Bosco has crossed his arms over his chest causing his biceps to bulge. She fights the urge to run her hands over them.
First, I'd take your hair down. "I don't know. What do you wanna do?" Then, I'd like to remove that silky scrap of material you're callin' a shirt. I think I better stop right there before something bad – good – happens.
Faith reaches up and removes the pins holding her hair. "I don't know." First, I'd like to straddle your lap. Then, I'd grab you by your shirt and kiss you until you couldn't see straight. You better stop right there before you make a fool outta yourself. "I guess I could use a nap since we're gonna be here a while."
"Fine by me. Come here." Faith's eyes snap to Bosco's wondering if he'd developed a talent for mind reading. Bosco wedged himself in the corner of the elevator. "You can lean against me if it'll make you more comfortable." It sure won't make me more comfortable, but I'll take what I can get he thinks.
I'll take what I can get Faith thinks as she tucks herself against Bosco's side, her cheek resting on his bare shoulder. "Thanks." There's that "thanks" again. His skin feels so good against my face.
"Don't mention it." Please, don't mention it. Her skin feels so good against my shoulder. I never thought of the shoulder as an erogenous zone before. Learn something new every day. First "effigy" now this. He loosely drapes his arm around her shoulder and leans his head back against the elevator wall. I could get used to this.
I could get used to this. Faith closes her eyes and puts her hand on his chest and pretends to sleep.
After an awkward breakfast, Faith decided it was time to head home. "I've got to go home to shower and change before work, so I'll see you later?" Or we could shower together here. Desperate and pathetic much?
"Yeah, see ya later. You made breakfast so I'll clean up. I need to get a shower too." You could join me. "Breakfast was good, thanks." It's definitely going to be a cold shower.
"Thanks for letting me cry on your shoulder last night." And for holding me all night long. It's definitely going to be a cold shower.
"So I'll see you at work later?" Bosco can't resist the urge to hug Faith. Her hair smells so good.
"Um, yeah, see you at work." Faith returns the hug. I love the way his stubbly cheek feels against my skin.
"Bye, Faith." Don't kiss her.
"Bye, Bos." Don't kiss him.
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"55 David responding – 108 and Arthur." Faith stares at Bosco's profile as she talks into her shoulder mic.
"I hate these. Can't they have the EMTs check on Granny?" Bosco glances over at Faith as she looks out the window.
"It's not so bad, Bos." They arrive and get out of the car. "At least there's an elevator, we won't have to walk up 5 flights of stairs." I wonder if he wears his pants that tight on purpose.
"If it's working." Bosco pushes the button and the elevator door opens. Good thing she's wearing that uniform or I wouldn't be able to make it through the shift. "After you."
"Thanks." They ride up in silence. Evidently, Granny's hearing aid battery fell out so she couldn't hear the phone ring when her granddaughter called. Problem solved, Bosco and Faith return to the elevator.
Half way down, the elevator stops. "What's wrong with this thing?" Bosco starts pushing buttons, but nothing works. He picks up the emergency phone and tells the building super that the elevator is stuck then hangs up the phone. He turns to Faith, who has turned a ghostly shade of white. "What?"
"Nothing, I just don't like being stuck in an elevator."
"Don't worry about it, you heard me tell the guy to get us out of here. We're fine Faith."
"Central to 55 David, respond to MVA at 110 and Lexington." The radio crackles to life.
"See, Faith, even the radios work. 55 David to central. We're stuck in an elevator. Requesting rescue be sent to this location."
"Rescue working the traffic accident. Any injuries David?"
"No central, no injuries. Can you give ETA for rescue?"
"Stand by David." After a few minutes, the radio comes to life again. "David, accident has caused chain reaction crashes, it may be a while."
"Copy that Central." Bosco looks at his partner. "Well, we might as well get comfortable. We're gonna be here awhile." He removes his belt and sits on the floor.
"How can you be so calm about this?"
"You should really try some Yoga, Faith. Get your notepad out – let's play tic tac toe." Anything to get your mind off being in the elevator.
"I hate tic tac toe." Yoga again? "How about Hangman?" Faith pulls out her notepad and draws the gallows on a blank page.
"I got one." Bosco takes the pad from Faith and makes four lines for letters.
"Only four letters? Ok, E."
"Nope, no E." Bosco smirks and draws the head.
"No E? Hmm…." Faith continues to guess letter until she has a complete stick man hanging from the gallows. "A word that starts with FI and ends in Y. Are you sure you spelled it right?"
"Yeah, got ya. First word out." Bosco crows writing in the missing letter.
"What does F-I-G-Y spell?"
"F-igy – you know they burned the mascot in F-igy."
"Effigy, Bos. E-f-f-i-g-y. You're such a goof ball." Faith smiles and bumps her shoulder against his.
Made you smile didn't I? "Whatever. Is it getting warmer in here?"
"Yeah, it is. Perfect. Well, I'm takin' off my vest. I don't need it in here anyway. It makes me sweaty even in December." Faith takes her shirt off and starts to remove her vest when she realizes what she's wearing underneath it. She usually wears a cotton tank top, but she didn't get the laundry done and had to wear one of the camisoles she usually reserved for dressing up. It's the same as a tank top, she tries to convince herself. He probably won't even notice.
"Good idea." Bosco removes his shirt and vest then looks over at Faith. Bosco feels like his eyes are going to pop out of his head. What did she think I wouldn't notice? He clears his throat and grabs his radio. "55 David to Central any update on rescue?"
"It's only been 30 minutes, David." The weary voice of Central replies.
"Maybe we should put our shirts back on. You never know when those doors are gonna open." Bosco retrieves his shirt.
"It's hot in here, Bos. And you heard Central, it's gonna be a while." Faith leans her head back and closes her eyes.
Bosco watches mesmerized as Faith licks her lips. When she moves her head and opens her eyes, he quickly looks away. "So what do you wanna do now? I don't wanna play hangman if you're gonna cheat." Faith asks looking over at her partner. Bosco has crossed his arms over his chest causing his biceps to bulge. She fights the urge to run her hands over them.
First, I'd take your hair down. "I don't know. What do you wanna do?" Then, I'd like to remove that silky scrap of material you're callin' a shirt. I think I better stop right there before something bad – good – happens.
Faith reaches up and removes the pins holding her hair. "I don't know." First, I'd like to straddle your lap. Then, I'd grab you by your shirt and kiss you until you couldn't see straight. You better stop right there before you make a fool outta yourself. "I guess I could use a nap since we're gonna be here a while."
"Fine by me. Come here." Faith's eyes snap to Bosco's wondering if he'd developed a talent for mind reading. Bosco wedged himself in the corner of the elevator. "You can lean against me if it'll make you more comfortable." It sure won't make me more comfortable, but I'll take what I can get he thinks.
I'll take what I can get Faith thinks as she tucks herself against Bosco's side, her cheek resting on his bare shoulder. "Thanks." There's that "thanks" again. His skin feels so good against my face.
"Don't mention it." Please, don't mention it. Her skin feels so good against my shoulder. I never thought of the shoulder as an erogenous zone before. Learn something new every day. First "effigy" now this. He loosely drapes his arm around her shoulder and leans his head back against the elevator wall. I could get used to this.
I could get used to this. Faith closes her eyes and puts her hand on his chest and pretends to sleep.