The flames to remind you

Five

"Мы трахались, когда ты нас прервал."(We were fucking when you interrupted us.)

Clearly nobody else knew what the Russian said, but since I could understand I couldn't hold in the laugh.

I could briefly hear people asking about who was gigging and why, but I couldn't help fall from my chair and clutch my stomach.

That man sounds so damn familiar to an old acquaintance I had on a mission last year. He was just as honest, but always in his mother tounge.

I finally get my laughter contained and sit up, wiping ny eyes from the tears of joy.

I pull myself back onto the seat and look back to Sean with a wide smile on my face.

He looks at me in astonishment.

"-Dr. Green, you know better than to not warn us when you have strangers with you and calling us." Owen proceeds to keep saying.

"What was that about dumplin?" I grin wider at his words before speaking.

"Sean, I'm sorry. The russian- Raven said that you interrupted him fucking. And I'm imagining them having sexy time until you call them about a pie-" I pause to push the bubbling giggles down again. "But also because you've called so many different people, when I was the culprit! I made you a salty pie as a prank. I always prank you when I'm in town. It's my own tradition."

He sputters at me in shock for a moment.

"Who is that Sean?" The soft voice of Corey asks.

He looks down at the phone and back to me. Silently asking if he can tell them.

I stand up and lean over his desk to get closer to the phone.

"Hi! My name is Sang. For the past few years, Sean has been blaming Lucian-which I know as Luke- for the pranks I've played on him."
I smile aven though they can't see me, and listen as the voices speak over each other.

"Sang?  As in the same girl from the gala mission last night?" Victor's clear baritone voice sounds surprised at this.

"Yep! That's me!" I pop the 'p' and sit criss cross on Sean's desk.

He looks up at me with a shy smile.

"Thank you for the pie Sang. I feel a little rude now that I know you made it for me."

I shake my head. He didn't realize it was a prank?

"Sean. I made that pie nasty on purpose. Dad's told me how much you love apple pies, so that's what I decided to torment you with today. Go ahead and throw it away. Trust me, it won't hurt my feelings." I give him a reassuring smile and he nods.

He stands up and picks the dish up and carries it over to the trash.

"Ms. Sang, what are your plans for tonight?" Owen's voice asks through the temporarily forgotten phone.

I glance down at it and tilt my head to the side in consideration.

"Um. Well, I don't have much of anything to do. We just got done with our shift."

Sean walks back over and sits down, catching sight of the slip of paper.

"Would you like to join us in our home and have dinner?" His voice is low and gentle. Calm and controlled all at once and it sends shivers up my body.

"That would be lovely Owen. I'll see you all in about an hour. I'll have Sean send the address to me. I'll need to stop by my house and change really quick."

Sean furrows his brow and glances at the drawer. After a moment he leans down and opens it.

Only to get pink glitter confetti to his face.

He rears his head backwards and narrows his eyes playfully at me as I giggle. Glitter is in his blond curls even after he shakes.

"That's just cold Beautiful."

He smiles at me and leans down to shut the drawer back, before pausing.

He carefully and slowly lifts the extra pie out of its place and sets it on the table.

"What's going on?" Axel says concerned.

"Oh nothing. Pookie decided to grace me with a two fold prank involving Glitter and another pie."

I raise a brow in question.

He hugs loudly as the phone crackles with laughter.

"I'm going to take a bite of this pie pookie. And if it's like the last one, you better believe I'll be administering the giggle cure right after. So I can at least taste something sweet." His eyes have darkened as he glances from my eyes to mouth.

My eyes grow big at the implication.

He opens the lid and digs a bite out of the pie, hesitating several long moments until he gathers the courage to put the bite into his mouth seductively. He stares into my eyes the whole time he chews with an agonizing slowness.

I see the moment he realizes it's not a fluke pie. His eye flick down and back up to me. Awe lighting up his green eyes.

"Oh damn pookie. That's the best darn apple pie I've ever had! Now I'm more hurt the first one could have been like this and I could have had TWO!"

He pouts and give me puppy dog eyes. Begging for me to agree.

I roll my eyes, not falling into the trap of his pleading face, but still going to agree since I owe it to him.

"Yes Dr. Sean, I'll make you pies whenever you want. But you're going to learn how to make them too. You should at the very least, know how to make your favorite dish. And lucky for you, I have plenty of fire extinguishers at my house for emergencies." I give a wink to let him know I'm kidding.

Well, about the fire, because he's not getting that opportunity. But he will be getting some cooking lessons.

I pretend to ignore his frantic horrified look and listen to the men on the phone laughing.

I smile at the banter.

This is what having a family would feel like.

If only I had my own.