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"Your house is perfect, but when I think of your house, I don't think showers and nicely dressed. I think naked and lazy on the couch." Noam grinned as he pulled two coffee cups out of the cupboard while Kasey started a fresh pot.
"I'll take naked and lazy with you any day over anything else." Kasey bent in and gave him a quick kiss. "I thought maybe later today we could head over to that new bakery near the park and see what they have."
"We could take Casper for a walk and stop by on our way back. She's been good, and I owe her a good walk." The walk wouldn't hurt him either. He was getting lazy not working.
"That works." Kasey slapped Noam's ass. "I'm going to go get dressed while the coffee brews. Don't drink it all before I get back."
"I might." Noam sat down to wait. As tired as he was, it was going to be a three-cup type of morning. He'd have to make a new pot when they got to Kasey's to keep him going. He glanced at his phone, scanning his emails, and checking messages as he waited.
"Finally," he groaned as the coffee pot gurgled, letting him know it was ready. He poured two cups, taking them both to the table as Kasey walked back in. "I don't know how you motivate so quickly." He blew over his own coffee to cool it.
"It's going to be a good day." Kasey sat down. "I've got the next two nights off work, which means more time with you."
"Aww." Noam raised a brow.
"Shut up and drink your coffee. You're a moody bastard in the mornings, you know that?"
Noam laughed. "Makes you wonder how I worked so many years having to get up at six."
"Do you miss it?" Kasey asked.
"Not a bit." He didn't miss a thing about it. It was amazing how much stress lifted off his shoulders the day he'd quit. He hadn't realized how much things were weighing on him. "I guess maybe little things, but nothing that would make me regret quitting or make me want to go back."
"Good, I'm glad. I really felt guilty. I know we've talked it over again and again, but I'm glad there is no regret."
Noam shrugged. "I'll find something good to keep me busy. Hopefully something with normal hours. No more two in the morning call outs."
"Unless I need bail," Kasey teased.
"Don't even joke about that. It's my biggest fear. I'd never get you out if you get caught, so don't joke about it, think about it, or let it happen." He narrowed his eyes at Kasey. "After everything we've been through, I expect you to be by my side for a very long time, not locked up in some prison cell where I have to schedule visits and blow kisses through a three-inch pane of glass."
"You make it sound so romantic." Kasey blew him a kiss.
"Fuck off." Noam flipped him off. "Seriously, don't let it happen." He downed half his coffee before standing. "I'll go get dressed." He bent down and kissed Kasey before heading down the hallway to the bedroom.
Once dressed, he hurried back out, glad to see Kasey had poured him another fresh cup of coffee. He sat down to drink it as he listened to Kasey playing catch with Casper in the backyard.
It was amazing how perfectly things were working out. He'd been hesitant, unsure if he could get past his issues with what Kasey did. It was more the danger of it that worried him now than the legality of it all. He didn't want to think about what he'd do without Kasey, and even joking about him getting caught caused him to grit his teeth to keep from telling him to quit everything.
Kasey would if he asked, but he never would. No matter how hard it was to sit home at night, knowing where Kasey was, he would never ask him to give it up. He just needed to find something to keep himself busy, so he wasn't thinking about Kasey's job all the time.
"Ready to go?" Kasey asked as he shut the back door.
"Yep. Your car or mine?"
"Mine's out. Might as well take it." He grabbed his keys off the table.
"We'll be back, Casp." He waved at the dog who looked as if she was pissed she wasn't invited to join them. "We'll take you out later, I promise."
The drive to Kasey's was short. He loved Kasey's house. Not just the fact it was nicer than his own, but the way it was surrounded by trees and how set back from the street it was gave it a sense of seclusion. He loved that about it.
"I'll start fresh coffee for you," Kasey called as he headed to the kitchen.
"You know the way to my heart." Noam laughed, following him, taking a seat at the kitchen table just as the doorbell rang. "Punctual." Noam grinned, glancing at the time.
"Bryon is always that way." Kasey hurried to the door.
Noam stood and finished making the coffee Kasey had started. He'd just hit the button to start it when Kasey and Bryon walked in. He turned, nervous and wanting to make a good impression on the man who was like a brother to Kasey.
