Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, and no profit is made from these stories. (But I do have fun writing them! : ) This was originally posted as a response to a challenge at the thursday100plus community at LiveJournal.com.
"What's that shit-eating grin for?" Mike Logan asked.
"Look in your closet, Mikey. There's a surprise for you in there."
Among the many plaid ties hanging in Mike's closet, there was one that he'd never seen before. It was a beautiful gray woven plaid. On closer inspection, he saw the label sewn on the back: Burberrys. Made in England.
"Lennie, are you insane? You can't afford this on your salary!"
"Who says I paid full price for it? And besides," Lennie's voice now dropped almost an octave, "you're worth every penny. Now, I want to see that tie on you at the precinct tomorrow, is that understood?"
"Yes, sir," Mike agreed with a grin. "And here's your thank you."
"You're quite welcome." Lennie said as they kissed.
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