âTe perdiste?â Julian asked with a cheeky smirk. The tall, chiseled Adonis got a kick of being able to parrot out a few phrases in Spanish. He could still remember the first time two rookies were speaking about him and he interjected to let them know he was flattered but definitely not sleeping with either of them. Bricks were shat, and Julianâs day was made.
He opened the door for Eddie once he arrived, then headed for the kitchen. âPick your poison. Iâve got straight liquor or beer. No wine, though. Fresh out,â he teased, glancing over his strong shoulder towards his fellow firefighter. The two worked at Station 82 and after a long 48 hour shift, Julian was ready to kick back and relax without the stress of an alarm going off any minute. The apartment sometimes felt a little too big, but maybe by inviting Eddie over, he would be distracted from that fact.
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