"Will do. You too."
Tabitha came inside, grinning. "Where were we?"
"About to have a lot of fun."
And they did. The sun was rising when they finally got to sleep. Waking around 2:00, they ate leftovers from the party, and Tabitha started to clean the floor where the intruder had bled. Anton cleared up the glass, and put a piece of plywood over the broken pane. A terse call to the company, followed. He was assured a representative would be there tomorrow afternoon.
"If these break," Anton told Tabitha, "I'll put the f**ker's head through it."
She laughed and kissed him.
"I'm not kidding."
"Yes, you are." She kissed him again.
They were running late to pick up CV. He was sitting in his wheelchair, saying farewell to the nurses, when they arrived.
"Took you long enough," CV grumbled.
Anton knew he didn't mean coming to pick him up.
When they got back to the house, music was playing loudly. The SWAT officers were in the front yard, drinking beer and tending two grills.
The Roeder Sisters were in heaven, being waited on by young, handsome men. The interns, Doctors Smithers and Bennett pulled up right after they arrived. The front door was unlocked, courtesy of Lydia. Gigi, Esmeralda and Jess were in the kitchen with Rivera.
"Ma made sangria," he boasted. "Gigi has tea brewing, the kid and I made lemonade."
"From real lemons!" Esmeralda said proudly.
"Cool! CV, want a drink?" Anton asked.
"I want a blunt," the old man complained. "But cops are all over the damn yard."
"It's medicinal," Tabitha said. "And I'm a medical professional. Bennett gave you a card. Light up."
"Not inside," Jess admonished.
Laughing, they agreed and helped CV onto the deck. The party spread to the backyard, where a rollicking game of Frisbee had started—cops vs. doctors.
"Come play!" Newton called to Anton.
"Can't pick a team," he called back.
"Cops are down by one."
"Then I should probably help the doctors," he laughed and trotted down the steps.
Tabitha sat with CV, watching. Anton threw himself into the game with great gusto. She got the impression he'd never had a friendly game of Frisbee, with a wild bunch like this.
"You can go play, baby girl."
"No. I don't play fair."
"You're good for him."
The group yelled as the Frisbee went on the roof of a shed. Newton hoisted Eilene on his shoulders to get it.
"He's good for me, too. Did you know—about his job? Who he is?"
CV shrugged. "Don't matter. He's the best man I know. Good heart, crazy smart. Never had a chance at college. Can you imagine him behind a desk?" Clicking his tongue, he shook his head.
"Nope. He'd make a good cop."
"Too many rules."
Anton turned and smiled at her, not seeing the Frisbee coming at him. It hit him in the face, right above the eye. The doctors descended on him, but he was laughing. "I saw it coming! And Newton throws like a girl!" It had hit on his uninjured side. Leaving a little bruise, it was nothing.
"Dinner's ready!" Bailey bellowed from the front yard.
Everyone washed their hands and filed out front, where they were greeted by the Roeder Sisters. Someone had set up trestle tables which were covered with food. They lined up and Cynthia offered blessing before they served themselves. They all found places to sit on the huge porch, steps and ground.
After dinner, everyone pitched in to clean up. Canon brought out a huge, chilled watermelon and they had a seed spitting contest. There was no definitive winner, since all of them were drunk, including the judges.
Eventually, everyone drifted off toward home. The Roeder Sisters were escorted home by an entourage of cops and doctors, blushing and tittering like school girls.
Those who were designated drivers, tucked their charges into cars and drove away, honking and waving. CV had put himself to bed, choosing a guest room, leaving the master bedroom for them. Anton made sure everything was locked and secured. Tabitha was in the shower when he got to the room.
"Join me?"
She didn't have to ask twice. Grabbing a condom from a bathroom drawer, he opened the door to the large, walk-in shower. He'd converted it to a steam shower with three jets, it also had a handicap bench in the back. They made good use of the bench, climaxing as the water started to cool.
They finally fell asleep, holding one another close, secure that they wouldn't be disturbed.
©2021 Dellani Oakes
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