after season seven

Chapter 14: Buck

I tried to convince Cap that I felt good enough to go on the rest of the calls for today but he demanded that both Eddie and I stay back at the station. It's already pretty clean so there isn't much else to do besides chill on the couch or workout.

Eddie decided that it's probably better for the both of us to not work out today so we end up lazing around on the couch in boredom.

I glance over at Eddie when I realize he's smiling down at his phone. A small pit of jealousy forms in the pit of my stomach. Why is he texting someone else when I'm sitting right here? "Who are you texting?"

"Just Chris." He replies.

My jealousy quickly dissipates and I scoot closer to Eddie so I can see what they're talking about.

"He's just telling me about the different friends he's made in the neighborhood."

"Ah." I get bored of looking at their conversation very quickly and find myself picking at the skin around my fingers.

"You good?"

"Yeah, I think so. Just bored."

"God, you are such a man child. What do you want us to do instead?"

"We could..." I glance around the station. "Bake something?"

Eddie looks at me and then over to the kitchen. "You're the chef so you can check if we have the ingredients to make a dessert."

I jump up off the couch and job over the kitchen and start digging out everything needed to make cookies. I purposefully stocked the kitchen with the ingredients needed last week so I know everything is here. "Well, come on!"

Eddie chuckles as he puts his phone away and strolls over. "Alright, Chef Buckley. Tell me what to do."

Hearing Eddie call me that makes my heart beat faster in my chest. I turn around to grab some aprons and we both assist each other in tying them on.

"What are we making anyway?" He asks.

"Cookies, of course! You can start by microwaving this stick of butter for 30 seconds."

Eddie takes the butter from my hand and proceeds to do as I asked of him. It is then that I decide Eddie will be doing all of the steps as I explain them to him. I pre-measure out the rest of the ingredients and preheat the oven as we wait.

"Now after you talk the butter out of the microwave, you can add in both the white sugar, brown sugar, vanilla, and egg before whisking it with this!" I hand him the electric hand mixer.

"Aren't you going to help?"

"Nope!"

Eddie shakes his head before following my instructions exactly. "Next?"

"Add the flour, baking soda, and salt and lightly mix with the electric mixer. Then we get to knead it with our hands! My favorite part!" I clap my hands together.

"I am not touching this with my hands." He looks at the dough with disdain but I know he'll give into me eventually.

Almost immediately after I start kneading the dough, Eddie says "Oh, Alright." and joins me in kneading just like I knew he would.

As we're kneading my eyes keep subconsciously gazing at Eddie's big hands as he sensually kneads the dough. It's almost like he's doing it on purpose but when I glance up at his face, I can tell he has no clue how hot he looks right now.

In a panic, I pick up some of the flour that fell onto the counter and I flick it into his face.

"You did not just do that." His jaw ticks before he reaches into the jar of flour and throws a whole handful of it at my face."

"Hey, stop" I yell as I try to get away from him. He chases me around the dining table before he runs into me as I double over from laughing.

He starts laughing too and soon I look up to see the flour littering the floor of the entire kitchen area. I make eye contact with Eddie before we both fall into another pit of giggles.

"We may as well put the cookies in the oven before we start cleaning up." I say as I'm wiping the flour off my face with a washcloth.

"Right. What's next?"

"All we have to do is knead in some chocolate chips and then put them into the oven for 12 minutes."

After we finally put the cookies in the oven, I focus on washing the dishes that we dirtied and putting away the ingredients while Eddie sweeps up the flour off of the floor.

The cookies are done just in time for the return of the rest of the 118 and we all enjoy cookies together before they are called out again.