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“SO, WHAT DO you do when you’re notSWAT tea?”

I glanced up at the young woht-red lips puckered out in an attempt to look sexy while she leaned over and put her tits on display All I really wanted to do was tell her she had lipstick on her front tooth Focusing back on nored her It was a dick-move, but damn it all to hell, I just wanted to eat

Phil, another SWAT team member, answered her “We train, ma’am”

The waitress laughed “Ma’am? Holy shit, how old do I look?”

None of us answered Hell, we knew better than to touch that shit with a ten-foot pole If I was to guess though, I’d say she couldn’t have been more than twenty

“What kind of training?” she asked

Cole kicked o away until I talked to her With a sigh, I put my sliced brisket sandwich down and wiped my hands on my napkin

I cleared nature smile, and replied, “Ma’am, if we told you, we’d have to kill you”

Her sot what she wanted,to her “How about drinks later, handsome?”

Damn That was fast

Usually it took the neaitresses at least a week before they were throwing themselves at one of us

With a fake chuckle, I replied, “I don’t think my ould like that very much”

With a pout, she shrugged “Well, you can’t bla”

Spinning on her heels, she headed to another table

“I hate neaitresses,” Phil mumbled

“I hate that they alant Nic What the fuck is wrong with the rest of us?” Cole asked “I’d have taken her up on the drinks”

“Yeah, if you want your ass thrown in jail She looks sixteen,” Phil stated with a deep ruh

“It’s the Greek in hinet for woeant, Oliver, said

“I alh every time you say my wife,” Cole said

RollingWas it tooto this restaurant for over six years now Once the newness of seeing all of us walk in wore off, the waitresses usually treated us like every other custoh that door in tight T-shirts, muscles on display, and the word SWAT splayed across said shirt, so happened It was like their hormones were turned up into overdrive