computer passwords, that sort of thing."
"Off the record, man to man. What are the odds he tries it again?" Horse wanted the man's professional opinion.
"It'll go one way or the other. Either he'll stick around for his court dates, in which case, he'll show up again. If he runs, you probably won't see him again."
"Then let's hope he runs." Horse hoped Andy realized how idiotic he'd been and he'd stay away.
Jim sighed softly. "Did anyone ask if this doctor guy was threatening Andy? If Andy wanted away from him?"
Horse shot Jim a surprised look. "You think that's possible?"
"I was with Andy a long time. He wasn't an evil man, just not very strong."
"Well I'm not comfortable with you talking to him to find out." Horse had no experience with James' ex, and didn't trust him.
"He'll be getting a psych work-up, so if something like that is going on, there will be every opportunity to discover it," the officer assured them.
"Whatever. I'm not dealing with him again. I don't wish him ill, but... I've moved on."
Hearing Jim say that, Horse breathed a little easier.
He nodded, put his hand on Jim's thigh, and gave him a squeeze of support. "Is there anything else or can we go?"
"We'll be calling with information about the restraining order, but for now, no."
"Thank God, I'm starving." Jim stood up, waited for him.
"Yeah, and I promised you lunch." They'd skipped breakfast.
He got up and shook the officer's hand, then took Jim's hand, and headed out.
"What are you hungry for? Pizza? Burgers? Barbecue?" Jim asked.
"Your choice, Jim." He'd picked the restaurant for dinner last night and look how well that had gone.
"Let's go grab some fried chicken and taters and take it to the beach."
His stomach growled. "Looks like my belly votes yes."
"Perfect. We'll get a big bucket."
"Works for me." Horse made a mental note to call a security company.
"I want an alarm, huh, for the house."
Horse chuckled. "I was just thinking I needed to remember to call someone. I'd feel better if we had something."
"Me, too. Great minds and all that."
"You know I love your...mind," Horse teased.
"Uh-huh. Butthead," Jim shot back.
"You love my butt."
They were both safe, Horse refused to let anything bother him.
"I do. I love your cock, too."
Horse laughed. "Hornball."
"You know it."
"Come on, get into the truck before we get arrested for being indecent." Horse had plenty of indecent in mind.
"Yeah. I've had enough excitement."
"Yeah, we're supposed to be a no drama zone."
"There was going to be a sign, right?" Jim started cackling, the sound merry as hell.
"Yeah, there was. We obviously need to go buy it before anything else occurs."
"Yeah, that's what happens when you hook up with a queer soldier," Jim noted.
"I thought you were the one hooking up with a queer soldier?"
"Six of one, half dozen of another."
"Is that like a sixty-nine?" Horse asked.
Jim began to chuckle, shaking his head. "You wish. Hell, I wish."
"We could pick up that chicken and go home, throw it in the oven while we explore that number."
Jim gave him a warm, happy smile. "How about we get food and eat on the back porch and then go in and spend the afternoon tearing each other up?"
"It's a plan." He opened the truck door for Jim.
Man, he couldn't blame Andy for wanting Jim back. If it was him, he'd want Jim back, too. Of course if it had been him, he never would have let Jim go in the first place. It didn't matter. Horse wasn't going to lose this chance now that he had it.
He smiled as he put Jim's seatbelt on for him, feeling gentlemanly and silly at the same time.
"Horse!" Jim's warning sounded. "Sarge! Duck!"
The words warned him of the attack and he stepped out of the way of a baseball bat Horse snarled. Seriously? In the fucking police department parking lot? These were the worst criminals ever. He slammed the truck door, keeping Jim safely in the truck behind him.
There were two of them, Andy and the doctor. Even as Jim called 911, police
"Off the record, man to man. What are the odds he tries it again?" Horse wanted the man's professional opinion.
"It'll go one way or the other. Either he'll stick around for his court dates, in which case, he'll show up again. If he runs, you probably won't see him again."
"Then let's hope he runs." Horse hoped Andy realized how idiotic he'd been and he'd stay away.
Jim sighed softly. "Did anyone ask if this doctor guy was threatening Andy? If Andy wanted away from him?"
Horse shot Jim a surprised look. "You think that's possible?"
"I was with Andy a long time. He wasn't an evil man, just not very strong."
"Well I'm not comfortable with you talking to him to find out." Horse had no experience with James' ex, and didn't trust him.
"He'll be getting a psych work-up, so if something like that is going on, there will be every opportunity to discover it," the officer assured them.
"Whatever. I'm not dealing with him again. I don't wish him ill, but... I've moved on."
Hearing Jim say that, Horse breathed a little easier.
He nodded, put his hand on Jim's thigh, and gave him a squeeze of support. "Is there anything else or can we go?"
"We'll be calling with information about the restraining order, but for now, no."
"Thank God, I'm starving." Jim stood up, waited for him.
"Yeah, and I promised you lunch." They'd skipped breakfast.
He got up and shook the officer's hand, then took Jim's hand, and headed out.
"What are you hungry for? Pizza? Burgers? Barbecue?" Jim asked.
"Your choice, Jim." He'd picked the restaurant for dinner last night and look how well that had gone.
"Let's go grab some fried chicken and taters and take it to the beach."
His stomach growled. "Looks like my belly votes yes."
"Perfect. We'll get a big bucket."
"Works for me." Horse made a mental note to call a security company.
"I want an alarm, huh, for the house."
Horse chuckled. "I was just thinking I needed to remember to call someone. I'd feel better if we had something."
"Me, too. Great minds and all that."
"You know I love your...mind," Horse teased.
"Uh-huh. Butthead," Jim shot back.
"You love my butt."
They were both safe, Horse refused to let anything bother him.
"I do. I love your cock, too."
Horse laughed. "Hornball."
"You know it."
"Come on, get into the truck before we get arrested for being indecent." Horse had plenty of indecent in mind.
"Yeah. I've had enough excitement."
"Yeah, we're supposed to be a no drama zone."
"There was going to be a sign, right?" Jim started cackling, the sound merry as hell.
"Yeah, there was. We obviously need to go buy it before anything else occurs."
"Yeah, that's what happens when you hook up with a queer soldier," Jim noted.
"I thought you were the one hooking up with a queer soldier?"
"Six of one, half dozen of another."
"Is that like a sixty-nine?" Horse asked.
Jim began to chuckle, shaking his head. "You wish. Hell, I wish."
"We could pick up that chicken and go home, throw it in the oven while we explore that number."
Jim gave him a warm, happy smile. "How about we get food and eat on the back porch and then go in and spend the afternoon tearing each other up?"
"It's a plan." He opened the truck door for Jim.
Man, he couldn't blame Andy for wanting Jim back. If it was him, he'd want Jim back, too. Of course if it had been him, he never would have let Jim go in the first place. It didn't matter. Horse wasn't going to lose this chance now that he had it.
He smiled as he put Jim's seatbelt on for him, feeling gentlemanly and silly at the same time.
"Horse!" Jim's warning sounded. "Sarge! Duck!"
The words warned him of the attack and he stepped out of the way of a baseball bat Horse snarled. Seriously? In the fucking police department parking lot? These were the worst criminals ever. He slammed the truck door, keeping Jim safely in the truck behind him.
There were two of them, Andy and the doctor. Even as Jim called 911, police
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