The Desires Of Diablo (18+) ☑

Accident Prone (2)

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Eve

"You did what?" My coworker Julie's eyes went wide as she stared at me in shock.

Groaning, my head slammed against my locker door, my eyes closing. "I'm going to hell, aren't I?"

I was. I was totally going to hell.

"You sure as heck are. But at least you are going to have one hell of a ride during your fall." She giggled as she closed her locker door, leaning against it as she turned her body towards me.

Julie and I weren't really close but lately we had been talking more. I wasn't sure what made me feel the need to confess to her. Since Robyn was gone, I guess I needed someone to confess my sins to and at the rate I was going I was afraid I would burst into flames if I stepped inside of a church.

"Do you think they heard you?" She was leaning in closer now, her interest piqued. At least she didn't think I was a disgusting charlatan.

Lifting my head off the cool, refreshing metal, I turned to the side and leaned against the lockers, exactly as Julie was doing so that we were facing each other, my arms folding across my chest. "I'm not sure but there was a moment where they went really quiet and then they picked back up again, really loud. It was almost like they were putting on a show."

"Oh, shit. Maybe it turned them on." Her eyes lit up with hope as she giggled.

"They're gay, Julie." I rolled my eyes, pushing off the locker. "I just hope it isn't weird and uncomfortable when I get home."

"What do they do for a living?" I had told her very little about them and now she was more curious than ever.

A devious smile spread across my face. "Well... Remy is a stripper..."

Her hand snapped forward, grabbing onto the sleeve of my zip up sweater as she gasped audibly. "No way."

"And the sinfully gorgeous one, who looks like a model? Yeah, he's a firefighter."

"What?" She screeched loudly, several other people in the locker room turning to look at us. Her cheeks turned a bright red as she lowered her voice. "This cannot be real. How in the hell did you get so lucky?"

Snorting loudly, I threw my hands up into the air dramatically. "Lucky? I don't feel lucky. I feel like a child who had a giant mouthwatering cake placed in front of them, then was told, you can look at it, but you can't eat it."

Two gorgeous, mouthwatering, delicious...

"I would love that kind of eye candy. Oh god, please tell me they walk around shirtless. Or naked. Or in their work uniforms. Jesus. I'm drooling. This is too good, and I haven't even seen them yet." She tugged on my sleeve excitedly. "Invite me over for drinks this weekend. Please!"

Laughing, we walked side by side out of the locker room and the front doors of the building. "I think I can probably do that. They said no parties, but I don't think it would be a big deal to have a friend over for some drinks."

Squealing in delight, Robyn skipped ahead of me towards the parking lot before stopping and turning around. "Do you want a ride home? Then I will know where you live."

"That would be amazing." I really didn't want to take the city transit today. I was exhausted and ready to get home, shower and make dinner. "Are you just trying to get a sneak peek?"