[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220319/4d544b1e0272fa1060b145e10666ee8f.png[/img][ [img]https://metro.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/pri_61718632-e1512213427501.jpg?quality=90&strip=all[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220319/f41cf32bab36e80c88f987d39f35d5f4.png[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [color=F09A99]“So last night was fun”[/color] [url=https://media.gq.com/photos/577fafe51581f29e21b4bcd2/1:1/w_1665,h_1665,c_limit/maika-monroe-gq-4.jpg]She[/url] slipped on the crumpled dress that had spent the evening on Clay Costigan’s barely decorated living room floor. This was not the first time that she had spent the evening with Eden’s most eligible. [color=BCDD81]”It’s always fun, Sawyer ”[/color] Clay said before he took a sip from the Monster energy drink that he had just opened. Sawyer Steen had been a part of the young officer's life for many years. She was the younger sister of Lt Jonah Steen of the fire department and Lizette O’Hara, a former Celtic Clover and an on and off lover of Clay’s since they were about sixteen. It was an arrangement that worked out for them and for Clay it was simply just one of many. He wasn’t like most guys trying to sleep with as many women as possible, he genuinely cared about every girl he’d ever been with, it was probably why they always ended up somehow crossing paths again. Was he desperately searching for love? He wasn’t sure but if he was, at least he was having fun doing it. Clay lay on his couch, the only piece of furniture he currently had, wearing nothing but his old Celtic gym shorts and watched as the good lady redressed herself. [color=BCDD81]“And you, my blonde bombshell, have picked up some new moves since we last did this. Credit to your teacher”[/color] [color=F09A99]“Hardy har”[/color] Sawyer dropped herself next to Clay’s feet and slipped her own into the first of her knee high boots that she could find. [color=F09A99]“You really need to decorate this place, it’s kind of serial killery…though now that you’re a cop, maybe you like that? A kink to get into the mind of your prey?”[/color] She teased, tilting her head with an oh so subtle lip bite. [color=BCDD81]“Hey”[/color] He pointed to her harshly before breaking into his goofy grin. [color=BCDD81]“We don’t kink shame in this house. All fetishes welcome…you know unless it’s illegal. Then I may arrest you oooh we should’ve used my handcuffs”[/color] Sawyer let out a soft giggle as she climbed up to the lanky man’s chest and lay her head on there, wrapping her arms around his torso. She knew there would never be anything serious with Clay, she was under no illusion of that fact. Hell, she could count on one hand the amount of her friends he had also had passing fancies with. That didn’t matter though. Sometimes, all a girl wants his to be noticed, appreciated and made to feel safe. Clay Costigan may have been God’s favourite idiot but he did all of those things; when you were with him, you felt special. [color=F09A99]“Maybe next time”[/color] She sighed out through her nose. [color=F09A99]“I haven’t seen Lamb in a while, she doing ok?”[/color] As he played ringlets with her hair, Clay’s eyes glanced over to the one framed photo he had put up on his wheat coloured walls. It was a group photo, a who’s who of Eden’s elite circa 2016. Allison, Fran, Russ, David, Jamie, Rhett, Clay himself and his sister, Laura amongst a few others. That was the last time they were all together properly. Fast forward only a few months later and everything had changed. It was the last time anything ever truly made sense in the world. [color=BCDD81]“She’s good. She’s got a place in Pinehurst now. Makes good money hosting at the Afterlife”[/color] Looking to change the subject, the Big Tuna pressed a light kiss to Sawyer sun kissed forehead. [color=BCDD81]“What about you? How’s the job hunt going?”[/color] [color=F09A99]“Terribly. This is a dead town, I don’t even know why you came back if I’m honest”[/color] Sawyer had very little love for Eden. She had gone to college, gotten her degree and only planned on staying for a little while but there never seems to be any escape from this god forsaken place. [color=F09A99]“I hear ReyRey is hiring at the Sin or maybe Lamby will get me into the Afterlife? Think you can hook me up?”[/color] The last thing Clay would want would be to send Sawyer to what would eventually be her doon at the Edge of Sin. Talk about no escape. The Afterlife was a much more upscale establishment yet he still had his suspicions about what really happened behind closed doors. [color=BCDD81]“I’ll speak to her, see if she can help out”[/color] [color=F09A99]“You have always been the brightest diamond Clay Costigan”[/color] The beautiful girl leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips. [color=F09A99]“One day, the world will do right by you. You deserve it. It’ll come in time”[/color] Time. Time. Oh fuck. [color=BCDD81]“Fuck me in the ass and call me Bertie, I’m gonna be fucking late!”[/color] Clay jumped causing Sawyer to fling herself back to the other side of the couch. The wild haired man sprang to his feet and began scouting for clothes that didn’t smell like that perfect mixture of sex, beer and Hole in the Wall hot wings. [color=BCDD81]“I’m being interviewed in like ten minutes!”[/color] Scrambling around the floor like a man possessed, Clay finally found a pair of jeans he could slip on as well as a flannel shirt. He was stealing his cousin Roddy’s look today, which was only fair since he stole his look from Clay about ten years ago. A true man never forgets. Once he was fully dressed, he ran to his kitchen counter and grabbed his wallet. [color=BCDD81]“I’m really sorry to ditch like this, Sawyer you know I would never but this is kind of a big deal”[/color] [color=F09A99]“I get it, it’s all good. You gotta go save the world”[/color] Popping up to her feet, she stretched her arms up into the air, allowing a full, curvaceous form to bask in the sun's glow as it peered through the newspaper that Clay currently called his curtains. [color=F09A99]“I’ll see you around copper”[/color] Sawyer pointed a finger gun at his chest and fired a kiss his way before exiting the apartment. As the cold rush of air hit her skin, she suddenly felt a warmth around her bare shoulders. She turned to find Clay wrapping her up in a long jacket. [color=BCDD81]“Bring it back soon okay? This is a nice jacket”[/color] She began to blush before he slipped some money into one of the pockets [color=BCDD81]“Clay Costigan always springs for breakfast”[/color]