me about brett


Iain and I just got on from the very beginning.
I know there’s nobody that loves [Brett], but I, for one, do.

The Ultimates, Blackpool. 12.06.2016 [x]

Devenford Prep Part 31

Other parts and Brett fics here

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

A/N: It’s been a while, but I’m going to post this now…it’s not really edited, but I wanted to get it up as a surprise!

“Brett?” You call out trying to find him. Everyone in the fun house had left and were walking back to their cars to get out of public’s eye. “Talbot?
“He’s with Scott,” Killian informs walking toward you. “Are you sure you’re okay? I mean you’re allowed to be scared.”
“Of what?” You ask almost challenging the twin in front of you. “Of Brett? I’ve never been scared of Brett, not really.”
“I think you should give him some space,” Killian furrows his brows, trying to get you to stop thinking about Brett. “Give him some time and then possibly call him.”
“Killian,” You mash your lips together and then speak. “If he’s with my alpha, or whatever you guys call them, then I think it’s okay to talk to him. I think he needs me.”
“Needs you?” Killian chuckles crossing his arms. “Brett doesn’t need anyone.”
“Shut up Killian,” Samantha approaches the two of you. “Just leave her alone, Y/N go find him, he’s near.”
You shoot Samantha a sympathetic smile and started to walk off. You take in a deep breath trying to focus in on his scent again the carnival smells. He was still there, some where.
“I was just trying to help.” You hear Killian say in the background.
Wrapping your arms around yourself you walk quickly through the crowd of people know good and well that they were staring at your state. Blood and ripped clothing. You brush past them and start to run, run fast toward the parking lot where Brett’s scent was leading you. Then you see him leaning up against his SUV with Scott beside him.
“I want you to go see Deaton,” You over hear Scott say to Brett. “I just want him to give you a quick check up.”

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#TBT Pre-Curse era when I made gifs which I need to try and make some gifs again now that my art style has changed immensely

You can even see my old deviantart url on here n.n

A Simple Theory.

I don’t wish to cause any sort of pain, but imagine if Granada had decided to create their Sherlock Holmes ten years before the actual date? I mean, they probably would’ve gotten all the stories done, and Jeremy sure would’ve been alot healthier… 😭

Isaac Lahey Imagine- Because Of Me (Part2)

Part 1       Part 3     Part4

You and Malia were on your way to Scott’s house for the weekly pack meeting and as usual you were both late. “No, we’ve got a good ten minutes till we have to be there” Malia said, checking the time on her phone. You decided to walk together from your house, by decided I mean your car broke down so you had no other choice. “Malia we were supposed to be there at half past, we’re twenty minutes late” you sighed. “We better hurry up or we’ll have to listen to one of Stiles’ lectures on the importance of punctuality again” she smiled. You remembered that vividly, you were both sitting there for what seemed like forever listening to a ranting Stiles, while you were making sarcastic comments and trying not to laugh. “It's like another fifteen minute walk” you groaned. “Or a five minute run” she said, her eyes glowing blue. “Malia, you know I hate sport-” you began saying, before realising she had already started. "Great” you muttered before running after her. By the time you got there, she was waiting for you at the front door. “It’s about time Y/L/N, I better tell coach to sign you up for extra track practice” she laughed. You simply flipped her off and opened the front door. You walked into the living room and everyone’s heads shot up at you, but you weren’t met with the usual clap or sarcastic comment on how nice it was for you to finally arrive. You followed Liam’s flickering eyes to see none other than Isaac goddam Lahey standing in the corner of the room. You couldn’t deal with this again. You turned around and walked back out without a word. “You make me do math, you’re doing this” Malia said, grabbing your shoulders and bringing you back in. You huffed and sat next to Stiles, the only other person that wasn't excited for his presence. Pack meetings were one of the places you didn’t have the comfort of Brett. You tried to listen to the meeting but you were too distracted, you had to ignore Isaac’s glances, while giving Malia the look to show her just how irritated you were, while trying your hardest not to look over at him and not to mention everyone was waiting for your input on things like usual and when you didn’t say anything everyone knew why. “Until we read the book, I don’t want any of you walking around at night on your own, we don’t know enough about the dread doctors yet” Scott said, rounding off the meeting. “So I’ve got enough room to drop four of you home” Stiles said, standing up. “I’m staying at yours to study and you pass Kira’s and Lydia’s house on the way there” Malia suggested. “Alright, Y/N I’ll drop you home as well.” Stiles offered. “My house is completely out of the way. You should take Liam instead” you said, picking up your bag. “You should take the ride, I’m sure the dread doctors are mostly going after humans and I don’t want you to be in danger because of me” Liam piped up. “Honestly, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me” you smiled. “You’re not going home on your own” Lydia declared. “My mom’s coming to pick me up from the end of the road” you announced. “Are you just saying that, or do you actually mean it?” Scott asked, raising his eyebrows. “Erm maybe…” you groaned, knowing they wouldn’t just drop it. “Why don’t you ride with Isaac, he’s got room and he’s heading in the same direction” Malia suggested. How kind of her. You widened your eyes and shook your head gently at her, she simply smiled at you in return and high fived Lydia and Kira discreetly. Clearly, the three of them had been plotting. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, I mean she hates me” Isaac tried to say quietly to Scott. “I think it’s a great idea” Kira added. “I don't” Stiles mumbled, before Malia punched him in the arm to shut him up. “I think I’d rather walk and take my chances” you said, attempting to leave, before Liam pulled you back in. “Isaac can take you home.” Scott insisted. “I’ll be fi-” you began saying, before noticing his serious expression. You looked at Isaac who was looking back at you awkwardly. “Fine” you whined, while walking outside and to his car. It couldn’t be that bad, surely. Everyone began walking to the cars and Scott stood at the door to wave you all off. You lent against the passenger side, with your arms crossed waiting for him. He opened the door and you both got in. This was definitely going to be awkward.

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Don’t Tell Nobody ((Brett))

Originally posted by inter-somniac

Only requested twice, @plantyourtrees–watchthemgrow@kendrababe14​, here is what would happen had you chose Brett.

Part One

Song inspo: Don’t tell nobody by Tink ft Jeremih

I’m sick of this keep it on the DL shit
You say you with the bros when you out with a bitch
You say you at the crib when you leaving her place
I pull up to ya crib and you lie to my face
He like “baby you my all and all
I was in the bathroom when I missed ya call”
Nah you was in the backseat sweating like a athlete
Doing everything that you said you wouldn’t
But I ain’t gon’ trip on a weak ass n***a
I'ma just find me a n***a much bigger
I'ma just do the same shit that you do when I’m not up in the room

You chose to leave with Brett

You wiped the tears on your cheeks away and ran downstairs.  
Brett was talking to some guys and smiled as if he knew you were coming over to him.  
You grabbed his hand and pulled him outside the lake house.  
No one, surprisingly, was out by the lake.  
You stopped under a tree and looked at Brett.

Brett: I take it you found Liam
Y/N: Can you really do it?  
Brett: Do what?  
Y/N: You said to pick the place, so can you make me feel better than I ever have?  
Brett: Sweetheart, I can do just more than that  
Y/N: Good  

You take off your shirt and pull down your shorts, leaving you in nothing but your black laced bra, matching underwear, and lace booties.  

Brett: You have no idea how bad you frustrated me tonight

He pulled his shirt over his head then pulled you close so the two of you were in kissable distance.  

Brett: The way your ass jiggled in those tiny shorts, I’m actually surprised they didn’t eat them

He slid his hands down the curve of your back and gripped both cheeks in a sensual way.  

Brett: I feel like you were teasing me for the hell of it
Y/N: Maybe I was
Brett: I like a catch

Brett lifted me off the ground so that I was level enough with him.  
I wrapped my legs around his waist and I had my arms wrapped around his neck so I could keep myself balanced.  
He dived for my neck, leaving all sorts of hickeys to show Liam I wasn’t his anymore.
He licked a line along my neck then kissed my ear.  
“You don’t need him, Y/N, he doesn’t deserve you”

You opened your mouth to talk but Brett found your sweet spot and instead of words, you let out a soft moan.  
Since he was so tall, your chest was in perfect distance of grabbing.  
He unhooked your bra and took your nipple into his mouth.  
You let out another moan when he started to grind it in between his teeth.
This boy was going to drive you crazy.  
Everything he did made you horny and it made you crave for more.  
When he was done with both nipples he left them alone to graze along your collarbone then bit down making you gasp.  
You’ve never been bitten before but you liked the feeling.  
Taking it as a cue, Brett did the same to the other one, but applied a little more pressure.  
The pain was a nice mix with the pleasure that dripped between your legs.  
“You like this don’t you? I never knew you were kinky”
You moaned again and made him look into your eyes.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Talbot”
Brett raised an eyebrow and laughed.  
“You’re such a mystery”

He laid you down on the clothes that was tossed onto the ground and peppered your body with small kisses.  
He hooked his fingers into your underwear and ripped it off.
You could feel the hot breath from Brett’s mouth against your heat.  
The sudden heat battling against the cool breeze burned your skin, branding you with unfaltering desire.  
His tongue made you arch off the ground, pushing you closer to his face.
With one hand, he pushed you back to the ground and held you in place.  
For some reason, the act of doing this with Liam’s arch nemesis, was like a secret heaven;  your forbidden fruit.  
The moans that escaped your lips fueled his desire, every sound that escaped your lips, made the bulge in his pants bigger.  
He was going to make you forget that you ever had a boyfriend.  
Forget what he did to you.  
He would do it all with his touch, his sinful tongue, the rock in his jeans, and his moss green eyes.  

You felt a knot forming in your stomach as you neared towards your release.  
Just before you almost had a taste of pure ecstasy, Brett bit down on your thigh, forcing you to shudder in excitement.  
Your chest rose heavily as you tried to catch your breath.  
He didn’t stop.  
He moved on to your other thigh and bit down even harder.  
You cried out in pain while he shoved two fingers inside of you.
You couldn’t tell the difference anymore.  
What was pain and what was pleasure?  
In no time, you were back on the edge again.  
His fingers wasn’t enough.  

“Brett please”
He stopped his movements and pulled his fingers out you.  
The absence of touch was enough to drive you insane.  
Your heat throbbed as if it had its own heartbeat.
His eyes locked on yours and he moved in-between your legs.  
“What is it that you need sweetheart? ”
Brett knew what you wanted, but he wanted you to beg for it.
He wanted you to need this just as much as he needed it.  
“Tell me, what is it that you’re hungry for? Just say the words”
You tried to so hard to fight the moans building up in your throat.  

In a hoarse, raw voice you said “I need you Brett. Please, I need all of you”
Just the sound of your voice was enough for him to explode.  
Not being able to hold back his wolf, he closed his eyes so you wouldn’t see the gold in his irises.  
Brett unbuckled his pants and fished for a condom in his jeans.  
When he looked back at you, he let out a groan.
To him you looked like a goddess.  
Your messy hair, flushed face, your chest rising up and down, and the face you made when you whined for him to come back.  
Your lips taunted him.  
It was the only place he didn’t kiss.  
He leaned down to graze his lips against yours.  
His breath made you shiver.  
He was loving this.  
He loved the way he made you crumble.  
His lips grabbed onto yours and your insides began to tingle.  
It distracted you from him entering you with a single thrust.  

You broke the kiss by throwing your head back, letting out a loud moan, he kissed along your jawline while waiting for you to adjust.  
You bucked your hips forward motioning for him to move.  
He kept going slow and you knew what he wanted you to do.  
He wanted you to beg.  
“Brett go faster”
He smirked and held your hips.  
“You can do a little better than that”
Brett was hoping you would hurry up and beg because even going at such at slow pace was killing him too.  
To motivate you he ran a thumb over your clit.  
You felt like you would impolode so you finally gave in.  
“Brett just fuck me already!”
He gave you a smirk and stopped completely.  
He prided in making you go crazy.  
Just as you were about to yell at him, he thrusted his hips forward with so much force, you thought you were going to climax right there.  

You screamed out his name as he pounded into you like no tomorrow.  
So many things were happening at once that you couldn’t even focus.  
Your moans and Brett’s moans turned into a song.  
The flow was perfect and intrinsic.  
Brett lowered his mouth next to your ear and spoke dangerously low
“Louder. Let that fucker know how good you feel without him”
You complied without effort.  
Brett bit down on your sweet spot and that was your breaking point.  
You screamed as you came harder than you ever did with Liam.
Not soon after that, Brett let out a growl as he came too.  
He hid his face in the crook of your neck, so you wouldn’t see his gold eyes.  

The two of you gathered your clothes and put them back on.  
Brett held the condom in his hand for some odd reason that you couldn’t figure out.  

Brett: Feel good?  
Y/N: Good? That’s a bit of an understatement  
Brett: *chuckles* I said I’d explain about you being Liam’s anchor right?  
Y/N: Yeah, what is that?  
Brett: Your ex will show you

You tilted your head then heard Brett’s name being yelled from the Lake house.  
Liam ran full speed towards you guys.
His hair was tousled and his eyes were wide.  
Liam’s eyes scanned your body then looked at Brett.  
His eyes turned gold, he had fangs, and long claws.  
A werewolf?  
I was dating a werewolf?  
How cliché.  
Liam’s chest rose up and down very quickly like he couldn’t breathe.  
“Did you just fuck my girlfriend?! ”
Brett looked from side to side then threw the condom at Liam’s feet, spilling some of its contents onto his shoes.
“Does that answer your question? ”
Liam looked down then growled at him really loud.  
He looked as if he was going to pounce on him.  
Brett just yawned and had that sexy smirk of his planted on his face.  
You didn’t know what to do so you jumped in front Brett with no fear instilled in you.  
You channeled all that sadness and got mad.  
Surprising both, Brett and Liam, you pushed him back, making him stumble back one step.  

Y/N: Enough!  
Liam: Y/N?
Y/N: Don’t get mad at Brett for trying to help me forget about you. To forget about what you did to me
Liam: What are you talking about?  
Y/N: Did she make you feel good Liam? How did your dick feel when you fucked Hayden from behind?  

Liam changes back and stutters over his words.  
You never cursed like that or talked dirty.  
He honestly felt a little scared.  

Liam: Babe,  I can explain –
Y/N: *lets out a loud laugh* Babe? Did you seriously just call me that?  
Liam: I-I just, you, uh
Y/N: I just fucked Brett and we’re going back to my house so we can do it three more times. You’re dead to me, you piece of furry shit  

Brett held your hand and tugged you towards his car.  
The two of you interlocked fingers until he got to your house.  
You guys sat in the driveway and sat in silence.  
You turned to look at him and gave him a half smile.  
“Don’t do that to yourself, don’t lie. It’s okay to cry you know”
His sincerity made your heart crumble.  
Liam very well may have been the first boy you loved and he yanked out your heart like it was nothing.  
Without knowing it, tears streamed down your face.  
Brett got out and carried you to the front door,  up the stairs, and laid you on your bed.  
The two of you laid in bed, with your head in his chest, crying your eyes out.  
Brett rubbed your back so you knew that he cared.  
“You’re gonna get through this, I promise”

Your tears halted and you wiped them away.  
You looked up at Brett and kissed his lips tenderly. He kissed you back ensuring the promise he just made.
You moaned against his lips making him groan.  
He pulled back to look at you.  
“I haven’t been honest with you, I knew you were coming downstairs to me, I know how fast your heart beats whenever I’m near, and I knew Liam was coming”
You didn’t quite understand until he sighed and revealed to you his golden eyes.  
He was a werewolf too.  
“I don’t care, Brett”
You straddled his hips and kissed him with more passion than you did all night.  
Brett pressed his lips against yours with equal force.  
In a swift motion you unbuckled his belt and whipped out his member.  

“Wait, I don’t have a cond–”
“Didn’t I say I need all of you?”

You pushed aside your hem shorts and eased yourself down on his length.  
You both moaned in response.
You placed your hands on his chest and lifted yourself, then back down.  
You kept up with the pace then changed it up by riding him in a circular motion.
This was more than just sex.  
It was pure intimacy.  
To increase your speed, the two of you locked hands and then you started to bounce up and down.  
Your moans were in sync, slowly building to a crescendo.  
When it got too much for you,  Brett moved his hips against you so you could keep going.  
You clenched around him and came.  
Despite how sensitive you were, you kept going, you didn’t know what was going on.  
You kept coming, one after the other.  
The last one was so powerful that it forced Brett to cum too, spilling himself into you.  
You collapsed on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around you.  

“I am so infatuated with you, Y/N”
“You better be”

Brett laughed and kissed you on your forehead.  
This was a start of a new chapter.  

I will forever collab with Lila. She is the literal bae, she makes the smut happen y’all. I just write the story ;)

Weakness (Josh Diaz x Reader)

Request: anon asked, “Can I have a josh Diaz imagine where I’m in the chimera pack but I’m human and we’re dating but he’s really protective of me. Thank you! ❤️”

Request:anon, “ josh diaz imagine where you find out that you’re his mate?”

A/N. i combined the two requests because they went really well together :) I hope you guys like it, i really enjoyed writing this one.

You were sitting in the lair, your nickname for the Dread Doctor’s abandoned hideout, with your math books spread out on one of the operating tables. You looked up to the sound of pounding feet, and Josh smiled at you as he came down the stairs.

“Hi tiny.” He dropped his bag beside you, pulling out a huge textbook. “What are you working on?”

“Math. What about you?”

“Chemistry.” He pouted. “I fucking hate this class.”

You laughed and walked around the table to stand behind his chair. “It’s not that hard. Do you want my help?”

He nodded and grabbed your waist, tugging you into his lap. You laughed as his hand slid into your hair, and he pulled you forward, kissing you hungrily. His hands slid down your neck, past your shoulders, and you pulled back, putting your fingers over his mouth to hold him back. Any other tactic resulted in you being pinned to the nearest surface and kissed roughly.

“Not now.” You laughed, attempting to climb out of his lap. His arm wrapped around your waist and kept you trapped. “Seriously, I have a test tomorrow.”

He pouted, resting his head against your shoulder and pressing soft kisses against your neck. “You can study from here. Chemistry involves a lot of math.”

“Fine.” You sighed, giggling when he nipped at your neck. “Okay but you have to stop that. Josh I’m serous!”


Both of you looked up to see Theo standing at the bottom of the stairs, arms crossed. Josh let out a low growl, eyes flashing purple, and then he blushed, dropping his gaze.

“Sorry Theo. I don’t know why I keep doing that.”

“Hi Theo.” You smiled a little nervously.

“(Y/n).” He said curtly. “I need to speak with Josh in private. Hayden’s upstairs if you need a ride home.”

“Okay.” You nodded, getting to your feet. “I’m going to head home then. I’ll see you later Josh?”

He nodded, getting up and helping you pack up all of your books. He kissed you quickly, causing you to giggle and push him away, smiling, and waited until he couldn’t hear you footsteps before turning to glare at Theo.

“What the hell was that?” He snapped.

Theo raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“What just happened.” Josh growled. The lights started to flicker. “Why are you so horrible to her? If you didn’t want her in the pack you shouldn’t have brought her back to life with the rest of us.”

Theo sighed. “She’s a liability Josh. She’s human, and weak, and she’s going to get herself killed. You too probably.”

“Then why did you bring her back?” Josh snapped. “If you thought she was so weak and useless then why not just leave her dead?”

“Because she could still be of use to me.” Theo said. “But that doesn’t mean she’s part of the pack.”

Josh glared. “Then neither am I.” He spun around to leave, and Theo lunged forward, grabbing his arm.

“Wait.” He pulled the other boy back. “Look Josh, I’m sorry. She is part of the pack. Of course she is. I just want you to be careful, and try not to get too attached. I can’t bring her back a second time.”

Josh nodded, still looking angry, the lights still flickering above him. Theo held onto him for a moment longer, and the other boy nodded again, this time keeping his head lowered. A sign of submission. He wasn’t going anywhere.

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Meddling Friends (Brett Talbot)

Originally posted by jazs3lla

Summary: Let’s face it. Your friends can be absolute assholes.

Girl’s night.

It was something [Name] looked forward to each week after working tirelessly in the ER with Scott’s mom. It was always just her, Kira, Malia, and Lydia. Sometimes they would get dinner or go over to someone’s apartment to watch movies and bake cookies. Tonight was a night at a bar.

It was only supposed laughs and drinks and her girls. No guys. She had no intention of trying to find a guy even if her girlfriends were all in relationships.

It’s Lydia who glances around the bar slowly before turning back to her with a wide grin on her pretty lips. “Hey,” she whispers, grasping [Name]’s arm. “This guy next to me. Do you think he’s cute?”

Kira and Malia are not subtle when they lean over the bar to take a look at the guy sitting beside Lydia. The guy is sitting alone, swirling his glass around while staring up at the screens above the bar.

“Girl, he’s cute!” Kira whispers, her eyes lit up in excitement.

“He is pretty hot,” says Malia, giving a nod of approval. “Can you imagine the kinds of babies you’d have? Flawless.”

[Name] reached across Kira to swat Malia on the arm. “Will you stop?”

“You should totally flirt with him,” says Lydia. Kira and Malia echo Lydia’s suggestion wholeheartedly.

[Name] pinches the bridge of her nose in her frustration. “Absolutely not. First of all, I don’t know him,” she answers. “Second of all, he’s a complete stranger.”

“He won’t be when you start talking to him!” Kira suggests, making their other two friends nod.

She briefly glances over at the guy. He is cute with his curly light brown hair and the light blue eyes that were on the bartender as they chatted. However, she was going to stick to her guns and keep her mouth shut. No guys. Tonight was about being out with her friends.

The guy signs his receipt and slides off the barstool, leaving the bar. Malia, Kira, and Lydia all lean back far enough to glimpse at the guy’s ass as he leaves. When he’s gone, they all give [Name] a wicked smile.

Stop it.”

Lydia turns back to the bartender and flags him down with a wave of her hand. “Hey, that guy who was sitting next to me. Do you know him?” she asks.

“Yeah. He’s a regular here. His name is Brett Talbot,” the bartender answers.

Lydia whips out her phone to pull up Facebook. She giggles as she starts typing his name into the search bar. Without looking, she smacks [Name]’s hands away when she tries to reach over to grab the phone.

“What does he do for a living?” asks Malia.

“He’s a model, actually. He used to be part of a professional lacrosse team though.”

Malia smirks, side-eyeing [Name]. “A model, huh? I bet you he has chiseled abs that you can lick food off of.” With a smack of her arm, she loudly exclaims, “Oh my god you’re so lucky!”

[Name] buries her face in her hands, trying to hide the deep blush that had overcome her. Her girlfriends were the worst. Why were they doing this to her? Sure, she hadn’t dated a guy in over a year. But this was taking a set up to a whole new level.

Kira leans forward on the bar, an eyebrow raised. “So if he’s a regular here, you would have his number right?”

The bartender laughs and nods. “We do have it, actually.”

Kira giggles and points to [Name]. “Can you give it to her then? I think they should totally start dating.”

“Girls, stop.”

The bartender glances at her and smirks. “Do you want it? I can give it to you. He is single.”

“No, thank you!” [Name] drowns the rest of her drink and slaps down a twenty on the bar. “Okay, we’re done here. Girl’s night is over. I’m going home!”

With her purse in tow, she quickly escaped the confines of the bar, leaving behind the notion of her friends wanting to set her up with Brett Talbot.

That is, until a week later.

Her girlfriends had been on her ass about Brett. She heard all of their pleas and arguments that she should be bold and talk to the guy. The thought had passed her mind in going back to the bar to get his number from the bartender. But it seemed rather creepy to get a text from a girl who sat chairs down about getting drinks and getting to know each other.

She knew something was up when Lydia, Malia, and Kira arrived on her unit with a bag of her favorite takeout. They were definitely trying to bribe her.

“I don’t want the food,” she answers, crossing her arms across her chest and scowling. “And stop trying to convince me about Brett.”

Come on, girl,” pleads Kira. “Just give it a shot!”

“Why are you so adamant that I talk to this guy?”

Malia shrugs. “Because maybe Mr. Hot Abs is the one for you?” She takes out a magazine from the back pocket of her shorts and flips open to a page where Brett is posing in only his underwear. Malia wasn’t lying about the abs. Jesus.

“It’s cool if you just have a one-night stand with this guy. I mean, how could you resist after this?” says Lydia, holding up the magazine. “But we would prefer if you guys dated. Then you wouldn’t have to be a 7th wheel! And who knows? Maybe you’ll get married!”

[Name] rolls her eyes. “If I say yes, and I go get his number from that bartender and ask him out, will that get you off my back?”

Her friends beam. “Yes,” they answer in unison.

“Regardless of what happens?”

“Yes,” they repeat.

She sighs and uncrosses her arms. “Fine. I’ll stop by the bar when I get off my shift.”

Kira’s smile turns sheepish as she says, “No need. We already gave Brett your number. He’s gonna text you tonight.”

She stops for a moment, stunned. Kira’s words register in her head and mortification flares inside her chest. “You did what?!”

With a loud laugh, her friends scramble out of the emergency unit yelling out, “We love you! Have fun! Bye!”

She groans, and snatches the plastic bag from the nurse’s station to place it in the breakroom.

Several hours later as she was heading to her car, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.

Hey. This is Brett from the bar. Your friends gave me your number.

Heat rises to her cheeks and she almost wants to bang her head against the steering wheel.

Hey there. I’m so sorry about what my friends may have done in giving my number. I can’t believe I’m still calling them my friends.

Her phone pings again almost immediately afterwards.

It’s cool. I thought you were cute from the picture they showed me.
They told me you would be getting off work at this time. You must be starving. Do you wanna grab a bite to eat and meet officially?

She almost wanted to kill them. She could have killed them. They had set her up on a blind date in the most unconventional of ways. But maybe they were right. Maybe this was the start of something.

Sure. Where do you wanna eat?

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There are few people who can encourage you, inspire you, enlighten you and uplift you… but my dearest clever handsome @brettgoldstein you are one of the rare! You encourage me to eat junk food beyond my stomachs capacity. You inspire me to take that Zumba class despite my issues with rhythm. You enlighten me with your bold fashion choices. You uplift me with your self deprecating childhood jokes. In all my experiences with you laughter is present and food is the foundation! We have experienced and consumed so much over the years of our friendship.  I love you more than the dozens of gluten filled donuts I used to consume with you! Above all I’m grateful for your life and eyebrows each day. Happy Birthday Bestie! #happybirthday