《Lieutenant Garrett》Meet the Boys
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Chapter Forty-Three
Meet the Boys
It was one week until our big trip to the Cayman Islands with Addison and Ryan. Chris and I were extremely excited about going but we still didn't exactly know where Jasper would be staying. Today is the day that Chris would have been coming home from the army if he hadn't been shot in the shoulder. And that means that today, Dustin Carrington, Jaxon Smith and Corey Samuels were coming home from their tour. Or at least for now until they head off onto the next tour.
They all lived about ten minutes from Beckton and when Chris brought them up to me he realized that I hadn't met them yet. I mean, sure they had read mine and Chris's 'Dear John' letters over his shoulder but they hadn't met me yet exactly.
So, here we are, Ryan, Chris, Addison and I driving to see 'The Boys' as Chris calls them. They had all met on their first tour in the army and instantly became friends. I didn't know the entire story, but I intended on finding out.
The ten minutes flew by and before I knew it, we were getting out of the car and heading over to the front door. Their house looked similar to mine in size and was pretty nice. From the way Chris talked about the guys, it didn't seem like they would particularily care what their house looked like as long as they had a roof over their heads and beer in the fridge. The four of us approached the door and Addison, Ryan and Chris were extremely relaxed whereas I didn't exactly know what to expect from these boys. When we reached the door, they didn't bother knocking. Chris swung the door open and we all walked in.
"Wake up ladies!! Sheriff's home!!" Chris screamed through the house.
Corey, Dustin and Jaxon came barreling down the stairs and laughed hysterically when they saw Chris and Ryan.
"Hey losers. Ladies-oh. Who. Is. This?" The guy looked to be Chris's age with chocolate brown hair that was slightly longer at the top. He had bright blue eyes and perfect teeth, and stood about 5'8". His hair was messy but still looked good and he had a bit of stubble on his cheeks and chin.
Chris slung an arm around me and pulled me flush against his side, his body tense.
"Dustin-boys, this is Nicole. She's my " he said putting extra emphasis on the word fiancee.
I laughed a little to myself and patted his chest with my hand. "Calm down Cowboy"
I pulled myself from Chris's grasp and went and shook hands with the three of them. Jaxon was around Chris's height but a little shorter; around 6'2". He had lighter brown hair that was styled in the front, chocolate brown eyes and a very attractive smile. He was well built; as were they all, considering they were in the military, and he was a sweet looking guy. Corey was also tall; he looked around 6' or 6'1". He had longer, rather curly hair that came down to just the bottom of his earlobes. He had his hair all pushed back so that it looked slick and was off of his face. He had more stubble on his face than Dustin did, and he also had eyes that were blue but leaning more toward the teal side. To say the least, Chris had some majorly attractive friends.
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They offered us a beer and we all sat down on the couch and talked for a while. We had decided to order a pizza considering it was easiest, and watched a few movies. Of course, the boys all wanted to watch a horror film. Addison and I both hated them. There was something about cowering under your bedsheets in fear and having a mini heart attack every time the wind blew the curtains that we didn't find all that appealing.
Addison and I were outnumbered and he seven of us ended up watching 'Children of the Corn'. They had said that the old horror movies were always better and ten times scarier than the new ones so they wanted to watch one. I had always stayed away from horror movies whether they were new or old. I simply hated them.
"Alright you boys have fun, Addie are going to go hang out somewhere else. Call us when the movie's over" I said getting up from the couch and walking towards the stairs with Addison in tow behind me.
"Oh c'mon. You're really not gonna watch it?" Dustin whined sticking out his bottom lip in a pout.
"Nope" Addison and I chimed popping the 'p'.
Ryan and Dustin looked at each other before exchanging evil grins and standing up from the couch.
"Chris" I said dragging out his name and slowly backing up.
"Run!!" Addison yelled as they began running after us. We booked it up the stairs and ran for the first room in sight.
They caught up to us all too easily. Ryan picked Addison up bridal style and brought her back downstairs despite her kicking and screaming, and Dustin threw me over his shoulder despite my kicking and screaming. Ryan sat down with Addison desperately trying to get away from him, and Dustin threw me off his shoulder and onto Chris's lap. Now, all hope for Addison and I trying to get away was lost. I knew I was trapped in Chris's grasp, and as was Addison in Ryan's.
The movie wasn't unusually long, but it certainly felt like it. I spent 90% of the movie buried in the fabric of Chris's shirt; trying to avoid watching the most terrifying movie ever. But if I thought that it maybe wasn't so bad and looked, I instantly regretted it and resumed the previous position. Addison wasn't doing much better but she watched the entire thing curled up with Ryan and letting out a shriek every five seconds or whenever something moved on camera. I was scarred to say the least.
When the movie was finally over, I hesitantly pryed my fingers from Chris's shirt and opened one eye at a time. I felt Chris laugh at my actions causing me to stick my tongue out at him.
"C'mon honey, it was just a movie" he said. I was just beginning to relax when Chris sneakily brought his arm around my leg and pinched the bottom of my thigh. I let out a blood curdling scream and smacked him when he and the guys began going into fits of laughter.
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"That was not nice" I muttered into Chris's chest. I shook my head and buried my head further against him in an attempt to hide my embarrassment.
We all sat and talked for a few more hours until Addison and I decided to head for home.
"Well, it was great meeting you guys" I said hugging each one of them.
"You as well" they said.
"Why we gotta leave?" Chris slurred. He normally held alcohol very well, but not tonight. He was drunk.
"Because it's getting late and we have to go home darlin" I chuckled pushing him out the door. Addison was our DD from the get go because she never really took too much of a liking to alcohol.
I shoved Chris into the backseat as Addison pulled Ryan into the passenger's seat. I had Chris's head in my lap and was playing with his hair as we pulled away from the house. He seemed to be falling asleep which was good. He needed to sleep. When we got home, I helped Chris into the house and somehow managed to bring him upstairs. Ryan was drunk as well so he stayed the night as well. Nothing he hasn't done before. Addison was in charge of getting Ryan to bed, and I was in charge of doing the same with Chris.
I flopped down on the bed with Chris's arm still draped around my shoulder and let out an exhausted breath. He was heavier than he looked. I sat up and walked over to his dresser, pulling out some sweats and a big shirt. I took his shirt and jeans off and silently admired his perfectly chiesled stomach while I attempted to put the sweatpants on him. I quickly gave up on that and gave up on the shirt as well. He was impossible to dress. So, I helped pick him up from the bottom of the bed and brought him over to his side. I tucked the covers around him and began walking downstairs to grab him a glass of water. I pulled some Advil from the cabinet as well and headed back upstairs. I set the glass down on the nightstand and put the Advil beside it.
Since he was pretty much out by now and we were engaged, I quickly stripped myself of my shirt and skinny jeans, pulling on the shirt that was originally for Chris and grabbing a pair of big flannel pants that were probably Chris's at one point as well. I had adopted a lot of Chris's old clothes.
I walked out into the hallway where Addison and I decided to meet if we made it out alive.
"He good?" I asked.
"Yeah. And Chris?"
"Asleep. I think at least"
"Good stuff. Night hun" she wrapped me in a hug.
"Night Ad" I said as I headed back into my room with my sleepy drunk fiancee.
I crawled under the covers and Chris's eyes fluttered open.
"Go back to sleep Chris" I whispered, running my hands through his hair.
I leaned in to kiss him but he pulled away before I could.
"I...I have a fiancee" he muttered still slightly slurring.
I chuckled. He was sweet.
"Her name is Nicole and I love her very much. I can't hurt her like that" he whispered.
I continued to play with his hair. "I'm Nicole baby and I love you too" I said showing him my ring.
"Oh. Right" he said slightly shaking his head.
"Don't shake your head too much. You'll get lightheaded"
"Okay" he leaned in and kissed me. I almost couldn't tell he was drunk when he kissed me, but every kiss got better and better every day.
He pulled away and wrapped his arm around my torso; pulling me into him. I breathed in his scent. He always smelled so good. His cologne was still lingering on his body and was also accompanied by his smell in general.
He reached under the back of my shirt and began rubbing circles on my lower back, something that has always relaxed me.
"I love you" he said. His voice was completely normal again.
"Chris honey"
"Mhm" his southern voice was raspy with fatigue.
"Are you really drunk?"
"Barely"
I smacked his arm and laughed. He joined in with me and kissed me lovingly. I laughed into the kiss causing Chris to do the same. It was the most unromantic kiss, which made it perfect. Our moment was interrupted when I heard Jas scratching at the bedroom door. I tore myself away from Chris's grasp and made my way for the door. I opened it, and a very happy Jasper pranced in. I lifted him onto the bed and he greeted Chris and I with kisses. Addison must've let him out of his crate. Jasper snuggled in the space on the blanket in between mine and Chris's legs. Chris and I tangled our legs together creating a little barrier for Jasper that would help to keep him warm.
"You got me with that whole drunk act"
"I know baby doll" he kissed the top of my head. I snuggled into his chest and placed a light kiss on his collarbone. A small sigh escaped his lips.
"You like that don't you?" I joked kissing him again.
"Mhm" he muttered "I love you"
"I love you too" I said kissing his collarbone once more. He let out a small moan this time. I chuckled and fell into a deep sleep.
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Aw cute.... How did you guys like Chris's little 'drunken act'?
How about 'The Boys'? Dustin Carrington is played by Zac Efron, Jaxon Smith is played by Ryan Reynolds, and Corey Samuels is played by Bradley Cooper. I think I did a good job on that casting, considering all three are rather attractive.
Anyways, keep commenting and voting!
Happy reading!
Eagle_Eye_13 xx
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