In the locker room, Dino asked, “Want to come over for breakfast? You have a choice between Cheerios and Captain Crunch.”
“Asshole. You cook real food for Chris but offer me cold cereal.”
Dino rested a hand on his partner’s shoulder. “I’ll make pancakes and eggs for you.”
Bander smiled and nodded. “Make my eggs over easy and put them on the pancakes.”
They sat at the kitchen table in Dino’s small and sparse kitchen, washing down breakfast with beer.
“You saved my life tonight by warning me about the car.”
“Guess I did. You gonna name a kid after me?”
“I just might,” Dino said.
“We really scored getting put in a two-man car.”
Dino’s cock bulged.
“Yeah, we need to turn some good stats and make more good arrests. You were wonderful with that guy tonight.”