Ish

Hal leaned back in his chair and sighed as he played through last night's footage. He pushed up the arms of this long-sleeved t-shirt, and watched the confirmation of what Ty had just told him. 

As the door opened, he looked up quickly. A little smile tugged at his mouth, though he wasn't as happy as most mornings. He straightened and was about to charge right into a stern reprimand for Sam's antics last night, but stopped as she gave him coffee. She just had to go and do that, didn't she? He sighed again and took a sip, nodding his appreciation. "Thanks..."

He swiveled in his chair and rethought what he was going to say. "So um... how'd things go last night?"


"Oh sure. I stay safe...ish..." Hunter grimaced just a little. He was a good driver, but he did take a lot of risks. He'd never really given it much thought though.

Ryan's compliment brought some color to his cheeks. "Yeah well... one of these days I won't be at the top of my game anymore and I really will have to find a real job." 

Feeling her hand on his leg, he accidentally flinched and dropped his fork on his plate with a clang as the color in his face grew deeper.

Eli arched an eyebrow and looked between them. Hunter had almost choked and Ryan was trying not to smile. What was going on? On second thought...he decided he was better off not wondering. "Real job? Like sniffing paint?"

Hunter laughed. "Not sure I'm cut out for that one." Under the table, he caught Ryan's hand between their legs and tried to trap it there.