Six Sentence Sunday
Only I can't count.
This is from Wheels, a fic I wrote for oddmonster a year or two ago. It's a moment between the boys that I absolutely love :)
Cody gave the waitress his best smile, all warmth and interest and personality, and when she recommended the Hawaiian Chicken, said he'd go with that. Nick asked her for a cheeseburger with extra pickle, the way Cody liked it, and a double order of fries, because the standing joke on base was that in the Officers' Bar, chicken was a pseudonym for cat.
"What's wrong, Nick?" Cody looked up from the remains of Nick's cheeseburger, his own Hawaiian Chicken, barely touched, pushed to the side of the table.
Nick snagged another fry and lifted a questioning eyebrow at his partner. "Whaddaya mean, man?"
"You're quiet. Real quiet. And you haven't even looked at Jackie's butt." Cody indicated the cute blond waitress who'd sold him on the Hawaiian Catbird Special, and Nick sighed.
"What, now I gotta look at the ass of every chick on the planet?"
"No, Nick, you don't have to." Cody looked amused, leaning forward. "But let's face it, pal, you been having a lot of fun trying."
Nick glared at him. "So I appreciate a fine ass. Where's the crime in that?"
Cody chuckled, low in his throat, and Nick flushed suddenly, the thought of his partner's fine tight ass suddenly in the forefront of his mind.
This is from Wheels, a fic I wrote for oddmonster a year or two ago. It's a moment between the boys that I absolutely love :)
Cody gave the waitress his best smile, all warmth and interest and personality, and when she recommended the Hawaiian Chicken, said he'd go with that. Nick asked her for a cheeseburger with extra pickle, the way Cody liked it, and a double order of fries, because the standing joke on base was that in the Officers' Bar, chicken was a pseudonym for cat.
"What's wrong, Nick?" Cody looked up from the remains of Nick's cheeseburger, his own Hawaiian Chicken, barely touched, pushed to the side of the table.
Nick snagged another fry and lifted a questioning eyebrow at his partner. "Whaddaya mean, man?"
"You're quiet. Real quiet. And you haven't even looked at Jackie's butt." Cody indicated the cute blond waitress who'd sold him on the Hawaiian Catbird Special, and Nick sighed.
"What, now I gotta look at the ass of every chick on the planet?"
"No, Nick, you don't have to." Cody looked amused, leaning forward. "But let's face it, pal, you been having a lot of fun trying."
Nick glared at him. "So I appreciate a fine ass. Where's the crime in that?"
Cody chuckled, low in his throat, and Nick flushed suddenly, the thought of his partner's fine tight ass suddenly in the forefront of his mind.