It was three days after the Silver Guardian Christmas party and Christmas itself was in 2 days and Eric still had no idea what to get the Yellow Eagle Ranger for Christmas. He stood at the edge of the private training yard with his arms crossed and a glare on his face. To a passerby it looked like he was glaring at the cadets training but to the trained eye, a.k.a Wes, he knew there was something else on his mind. The Red Ranger slowly walked up to the other and spoke softly as to not scare the other ranger and face the possible blast from his gun for it.
"Eric, you ok?" Wes asked as he came to a stop beside the quantum ranger. Eric slowly turned to look at the man he would consider his best friend if he actually spoke about having a best friend. At the look Eric gave him Wes grew more concerned. "Are you sick? Do you need to take the rest of the day off?"
Before answering Eric looked around and deciding there were too many people around he grabbed Wes' arm and pulled him away from the training field and into his office. Once inside he shut and locked the door and dropped the blinds on the big window looking out at the cadets. Wes could see him take a deep breath before he spoke, not turning to face him yet.
"What do you get someone that you haven't seen in two years but the last time you saw them you had sex and you might want to fuck again...continuously?" Eric asked after a couple moments of silence. It took Wes a minute to put the puzzle that was Eric Myers together but once he did he started laughing while dancing around the office singing.
"Taylor and Eric sittin' in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g! First comes love, then comes marriage, then here comes Eric pushin' a baby carriage!" After the second time a computer mouse was thrown at his head, making him stop and turn to look at his Co-Commander with a big grin on his face.
"I never said anything about that. All I said is that I want to fuck her...multiple times. And dammit Wes I'm fucking losing sleep over what to get her for Christmas, all thanks to you!" he said glaring at the man leaning against his oak desk.
"How about this? We'll go out on patrol and if we happen to end up patrolling the mall then maybe I can help you find something," Wes suggested knowing that Eric wouldn't feel right going shopping while he was on duty.
"Yeah that sounds good. But nothing too expensive, I don't want it to seem like I'm desperate," Eric said grabbing the keys to their patrol SUV.
"But aren't you?" Wes said under his breath but apparently not enough as Eric shot him a glare. "Don't worry about it. I have the perfect store," he said clapping him on the shoulder as they reached the vehicle. Eric gave him another glare for good measure before climbing in the driver seat and heading towards the Silver Hills Mall.
"Fuck you Collins," Eric said when they reached Wes' 'perfect store'.
"I'm flattered Myers, but you're not my type. Besides this is the perfect plan! You can say you only get the gift if I can see you in it," Wes said laughing and grabbing his arm to keep him from walking away from the pink and black store front of Victoria's Secret.
"I see what your dad's plan is now. You want to get me killed so you can give Taylor my job, because he knows that's the only way she'll ever decide to join us. And he wants her to do the killing because that would only be right," he said blushing slightly as two ladies walked out and looked the two Commanders up and down before walking away giggling. "No way in hell Myers am I taking a step in that store."
Five minutes later Eric found himself staring at a wall of bras in all different shapes and sizes and colors. And underneath it bra was the matching panties in all different shapes and sizes and colors. He was about to turn to Wes and tell him to fuck off one more time and walk out the store when a little red head girl wearing all black with a pink measuring tape draped over her shoulders like a shawl walked up to them.
"Can I help you guys find anything?" she asked in a sweet voice catching their attention. Just as Eric was about to protest, not wanting more witnesses to his humiliation, Wes beat him to the chase.
"Actually yes. You see my friend here has forgotten to get his girlfriend her final present. He's already got the jewelry, and the gift card to Sephora but he needs just one more thing and we think we can find it in here..with your help of course," he said grabbing Eric's shoulders, mainly to stop him from shooting him on the spot.
"Oh great! Well just a couple questions that will make our search a little easier. What kind of bra does your girlfriend like? Push-up, t-shirt, sport bra, strap-less?" the two men looked at each other and then back to the red head, who's name tag read Kayla, and shrugged. With a small chuckle she continued. "That's ok, most men don't even know there are more than one type of bra. What size is she and then maybe we can pull some samples and see what looks the most familiar." Again the two commanders looked at each other and then back at Kayla with a shake of their heads. Looking at the two of them again Kayla was racking her brain trying to figure out how to help the two men that saved their city more times than she could count.
"Oh I have an idea. Since we don't know her cup size we can't really get her a bra and panty set but may I suggest you look over in the lingerie section. There are some things over here that don't need a cup size just the normal sizes of small, medium, large, etc.. What's her favorite color?" Kayla asked slowly guiding them over to a different part of the store where mannequins were dressed in lacy, see through nighties and silky robes.
"Yellow," Eric was able to squeak out after Wes nudged him in the ribs. With a quick glance around he could tell there wasn't anything out on display that was the color he had said.
"Well with it being Christmas time we are kinda limited to red and green but I can see if we have anything in the back that might work," Kayla asked turning back to face the two red rangers.
"Actually Kayla that's ok, I think we can make due with what is out here. If you could just point us towards things that don't have a cup size we'll stop taking up your time," Wes said when he could tell that Eric wasn't able to speak anymore. When he could tell that she was about to protest he spoke up again. "We'll most likely be there for awhile and I know you guys work off commission, we'll be sure to say that you helped us when we do decide on something. This way you can go help more people."
"Thank you Mr. Collins," Kayla began but was cut off by Wes.
"Mr. Collins is my father, please call me Wes," he said smiling at her. She smiled back and handed him a card while continuing on.
"Here's my number if you need to call me, if you need anymore help with anything. The items you are interested in are right over there," she said smiling more and not breaking eye contact with Wes while gesturing towards the corner where the nighties and robes were.
"Thank you so much Kayla," Wes said before she walked away with one more glance and smile with a wink thrown in at Wes. Eric raised his eyebrow in question before Wes looked away from Kayla and at him with a smile on his face.
"I can't take you anywhere without you getting random girls numbers," Eric said walking away from the grinning Wes and towards the corner that Kayla had pointed to.
"It's the Collins charm, I can't help it," Wes said following him while stuffing the card with the phone number on it into his pocket, smirking when he realized Eric was the one leading the way and it wasn't out of the store. "Oh this little number is nice. She'll love it!"
Eric looked at the piece of fabric that Wes held in his hands. What it looked like to him was a little cami that would go under a sweater of some sort but was just a tad longer and lacy with extra lace at the top to cover the breast and make it not as see through. Eric eyed it before another one behind Wes caught his eye. He reached around and grabbed it and held it up beside the one Wes had. You could easily tell this one was about the same length but it was more of a shiny, silky look and feel. Before Eric could say anything about the two Wes decided they needed another opinion. Turning around he lightly tapped a blonde women that had her back to the two rangers. When she turned around all three of them gasped and the men got 50 shades redder than the two nighties they were holding.
"Well fancy meeting you two here," Taylor Earnhardt said with a light laugh. Eric, even in his horrified state, could tell that this laugh was a more real laugh then he heard the other night. It wasn't quite the same as the one from 2 years ago but it was closer. "I gotta know...what are you two doing here?"
"Well um...you see Eric here is in need of a gift for a lady friend. And since, you know, we're men we thought this would be the best idea. But we need some help picking out which one of these is the best for his um..lady friend," Wes mumbled trying not to give it away.
"Ah I see," Taylor said while eyeing the two garments in their hands. She walked closer to Wes and examined the lacy bright red piece in his hands before turning towards Eric. When she started walking towards him and not stopping until she was just inches away Eric stiffened, everywhere. She was so close to him he could smell the sweet but subtle perfume on her exposed neck as she tilted her head looking at the silky fabric in his grasp. Eric had to remind himself not to lean in and suck on the little spot below her ear that made her moan. Just as he was about to lose the battle within himself she spoke again.
"I'd say go with this one," she said pointing at the one in Eric's hands. "Silk is smoother and feels better on bare skin which is all that this is going over anyways. And besides it's a match for your color. Your lady friend will love to wear your color for you," she said looking him straight in the eye as she spoke.
"Good choice Tay. By the way what are you doing here?" Wes spoke breaking the stare down between the two others.
"Needed new bras and I refuse to buy the cheap crap from Target," she said raising her right arm and bringing the 3 bras on her arm into view for the first time. Eric thought he was going to die right then and there when he saw the nude, yellow(duh), and deep red, an exact match of the fabric in his hands, bra in her hands. "Well anyways I gotta run. Still gotta get some stuff for the casserole. Hope I was able to help. Bye Wes," she said before turning and walking away to look back over her shoulder at Eric, "See ya later Myers," she said throwing in a wink, that didn't go unnoticed by Wes.
"Think she's gonna wear the crimson one on Christmas?'' Wes asked once she was out of earshot. Eric glared at him before he began walking away with the silk nightie still in his hand to the checkout.
"What?! I'm a man that hasn't gotten any in a long time and she is a fine female! Besides you know I could never do anything, she's like a sister to me...and I like the family jewels a bit too much to have you and her rip them off at the same time," Wes said cringing at the thought of what either of them would do to him.
"Well why don't you call the lady that helped us if you are so desperate," Eric said as they stood in line and watched as Taylor walked out the door with a pink striped bag. Eric briefly thought he wished he would of had his phone out to snap a picture for a prank later, but then decided against it if he ever wanted to see her in what was inside of said little pink bag.