A/N: I know there's readers out there! I'd love to hear from you! Please read & review!
On a side note- other than my first chapter, this is the only chapter that I've actually sat down, and wrote from start to finish.
Family- oh dear, god family.
"Dad!" Megan yelled from her room, as she was walking down the hall, "Can I drive?"
"Maybe-" I started, but then got a condescending look from Haley, "On the way home."
Megan slumped down on the couch with a snotty look on her face, as myself and Haley continued on instructing the babysitter.
"And make sure he's in bed by eight, please?" Haley asked. "He'll be grumpy in the morning if he doesn't get his sleep."
The babysitter smiled, as she held a fidgeting Matthew. "Phone numbers?"
"You have my cell" I said, as I showed her the cell on my belt, "I'll answer it."
"You can watch whatever you want on the dish." Haley promised.
"Alright, enough jibber-jabber Hales, we're already late!" I mockingly stated.
We arrived at Ed's within the hour. I pulled the lumbering van into the driveway, beside a white Yamaha motorcycle, and behind another minivan.
"Who drives the bike?" Haley asked as we got out.
"Sam." I said, as I knocked at the door.
"In February?"
"Got rid of his car. Complained about gas prices."
The door opened, and I was surprised to see Jules answer the door.
"Hey Perra." she said, as she welcomed us in, as if it were her place.
We entered the windowed foyer, and started to take off our boots.
" 'Perra' ?" Haley asked, "I thought the guys at 54 called you that."
"It kinda stuck." I answered.
"The man of the hour!" Ed said, as he got up, when we entered the living room, "Thought I'd have to put an APB out on your van!"
I chuckled. I noticed that everyone seemed to be in the room.
"Hey guys- this is my wife- Haley, and daughter, Megan."
Nervously, Haley and Megan smiled, and exchanged several 'hello's and 'hi's.
We all found a spot to sit, as Ed got up, "Kris- you want a beer? Could probably use a drink after that WA yesterday."
"Sure." I replied, as Ed left.
To Haley's left, Jules started a conversation with Haley.
"So what do you do Haley?"
"Architecture."
"Oh, are you with Brimington & Associates?"
"No, just freelance."
I noticed that Spike pulled out his cell-phone and had started a spirited conversation with Megan concerning technology- A conversation I'm glad I'm not a part of.
A tall, balding man with his hands clasping with the hands of a small brunette woman came into the room with Ed, who passed me a cold beer.
"Wordy- this is Perra." Ed introduced, "And Kris- that's Shelley, Kev's wife." he added, as Shelley started talking with Jules and Haley.
"Pleasure's mine." I said, shaking his hand.
"I hear good things" Wordy said, as he took up a chair beside me, and Ed took a puffy armchair across from us.
"Wordy- you got competition; he cracked a double-pin, sheathed lock earlier this week in under a minute." jested Ed.
"Wow." Wordy said, impressed, "Using the Damascus?"
"You bet." I replied.
"And he scored perfect on the CQB obstacle course, with 14 DOTs in handgun and 32 in the CQB rifle!" Ed boasted.
"And don't forget the ΒΌ MOA at 500 yards." Sam said, as he came in from outside, "Ed- hotdogs are almost done."
"What our ETA on the burgers?" Ed asked jokingly.
"Two minutes away boss."
"Two? Jeez, I'll have a look at that thing!" Ed joked, as he followed Sam outside.
"So- Perra, how do you like SRU, seriously?" Wordy asked, as he took a swig from his beer.
"It's good. I love it. Makes the training academy feel worth it."
"Amen."
Together, we drank to that.
When the BBQ was ready, it was like a free-for-all in the kitchen. At that point is when Clark, Ed's son joined us. Ed introduced us.
"Holy crap," Clark commented, after I shook his hand, "You remind me of my dad."
"Why's that?"
"You look almost the same, well, except the hair...and..."
"And what?"
Clark leaned in and whispered, "A hot daughter."
I laughed- which reminded me, Where the heck is Megan?
Then I overheard Spike talking, "Well, you know, it does share the same operating system."
He was still talking to Megan- about technology.
I thought nothing of it, and graciously continued eating the free BBQ.
After the dinner, Sam and Spike decided they wanted to hit up some clubs and bars, so they left. They had pestered Jules about tagging along, but she dismissed their invitation as "I'm enjoying talking to women instead of men all the time."
The party seemed to split into cliques- the men: me, Ed, Wordy and Greg- when he came, in the den, playing billards and watching the hockey game and the women clamoured in the kitchen- with a witty remark from Spike before he left "Where they belong!"
Me, Ed and Kevin gave him a look of disapproval.
Haley, Clark, and Wordy's kids used the TV in the living room and started to play some rhythm-based, pseudo-guitar playing videogame.
Whenever, it was time to leave, me and Haley had a few drinks, so we both gave in to Megan driving home.
And actually it didn't go as bad as I thought. Being only her 3rd time driving, I was surprised to find the only mistakes she made was losing control of her speed a few times (followed by a nervous "Slow down!" cry from Haley in the back, as she instinctly pressed down hard on the floor) and forgetting to signal her intention of a right hand turn.
When we got home, Megan excused herself to bed, which I found odd. She would normally stay up past eleven, and its not even ten.
After paying the sitter, she left, and me and Haley changed and retired to bed.
I laid in bed, thinking of the events of the night.
I had a fun night. I really think I could fit into this...
Suddenly- Haley broke my train of thought, as she laid down, and rolled over and planted her lips firmly on mine. Her smooth lips...
She sneaked her hand under my shirt and started to caress my toned abs. As she did this she I ran my had up her leg, stopping just before her pelvis.
"I want you in me." she suggested in my ear.
And without further instruction or distractions, I seducingly enjoyed every second of the next three hours.
A/N: I finally took good use of the T rating! This chapter was more filler than plot, and its more than obvious. Read & Review!