An enamored Buck could listen to his husband monologue about his shift from hell all day long. "You don't look bored," an amused Tommy observed.
"That's because I'm not. Rant about your shitty day as much as you want." Buck kissed him before urging Tommy to continue.
"What if I want to hear about your day now, Evan?" Tommy grabbed his hand and squeezed it.
"You already heard about my day. Ramble on, Kinard."
"You ramble on, Kinard," Tommy shot back.
Buck chuckled. "You just wanted to use my new last name because you know I still melt every time someone calls me by it."
"Guilty as charged."
Exchanging a heated look, they rushed off for a quickie.