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“I know so.” She tapped my hand and stood up. “Alright. I’m ready to go to bed now. I hope you won’t stay much longer out here.” She caressed my hair. “You need your beauty sleep, gotta find that prince, right?” She winked at me.
I snorted. “Don’t worry. Let me just finish this and I’ll go to bed too.”
“Okay. I love you, Bree.”
My heart swelled and I smiled at her. Seriously, why was I so worried about everything when I had her next to me? I had this wonderful woman who loved me more than anything, and she was always there to cheer me up and support me, no matter what I did or how bad things were.
“I love you too, Granny. Thank you for the advice. You’re right, I know you are. Everything will be okay. Things are a bit complicated now, but they can’t be like that forever. Right?”
“Absolutely. That’s the spirit. Good night.”
“Good night.”
I watched her leave, feeling better. I looked back at my screen, rubbing my tired eyes. I’d been without a job before and we’d manage
d, so I had to believe something would come up soon. Nothing came out of negativity and doubt. Nothing good anyway.
I went to one more job search website and skimmed over its contents, thinking about that mysterious guy who would sweep me off my feet, like my grandmother had said. I couldn’t help but wonder what he was like and when I was going to meet him.
My insides churned with anticipation. What if he was going to ride up on the horse soon? What if the right man for me was right around the corner? Could I really be able to experience the love my grandparents had shared?
Several minutes later I decided to hit the sack, giving up on my search for now. I turned off my laptop and dragged myself across the small apartment, unusually exhausted. Tomorrow was a new day.
2
Caleb
“Hey, pretty boy!” Brian, one of my colleagues, called me, and I rolled my eyes, bored of hearing that stupid nickname again and again.
That was Brian’s old joke. I was blonde and I had a muscular frame, so the guys from the firehouse were always telling me I’d chosen the wrong career. They thought I was better as a model. Yeah, right, like that would ever happen.
“What, Brian?”
He entered the room and laid down on the bench next to mine, picking up the weight above his head. We were in the small firehouse gym that was equipped with several exercise machines, which helped us stay in shape and kill some time as we waited for our next assignment.
“You still owe me that bet. She didn’t sleep with you.”
I rolled my eyes again and raised my weight high above my head, my arms slightly shaking. We’d made a bet last week about a chick from the bar we’d visited. She was busty and looked like she was up for some fun. We’d drank too much, and for some stupid reason we decided to place bets. I’d claimed I would have her in my bed by the end of the night. I failed.
She called me the next day, though, having changed her mind, and asked to see me that same night. Needless to say, I didn’t refuse.
“Maybe not that night, but she was all mine the next one.”
He lowered his weight and brought it back up again. “Nope. That doesn’t count. You didn’t manage to get her that night, so you owe me.”
“Fine. As soon as we finish here, I’ll give you the cash.”
“Was she good, bro?” Roy, another of my colleagues, asked.
I smiled, remembering her blowjob, and my cock throbbed in response. “Yeah, she was good. She was so good that I don’t regret those few bucks I’ll give you.”
“Man, you’re one lucky son of a bitch,” my best friend, Trent, told me, who was running on a treadmill across the room.
Just like me, he looked like he belonged on the cover page of the glossy magazines more than in Firehouse 149 in downtown Seattle, where we currently worked at. He was extremely muscular and popular with women. Maybe even more than I was, though I’d never admit that to him.
Trent came here before me, having joined the brigade after high school. I became a firefighter after saving a woman from a burning car seven years ago, and that was when I met Trent. We’d become friends almost instantly, and we were inseparable ever since.
This job was stressful, and it took a lot of courage and energy on a daily basis, but everything was easier with Trent next to me. We worked together perfectly, always assisting each other when needed, and he was the best friend a person could have.
