Chad's Point of View
He was filling in for another police officer which had called in sick. I went through the security check and just about tripped when I noticed him. I don't know how his uniform didn't rip, it wasn't that he was fat, oh God, he wasn't. He was built. His biceps were something else, I'm sure they were bigger than my thighs. And let's talk about his thighs and butt, all I can say is WOW!
I made the excuse to one of my coworkers that I forgot my phone in my car so I could leave the building and come back through the security line. I wanted to see what his name is and I hope the cop that called in sick is out for a few days. I left the building and waited a few minutes and came back in. I waited my turn to go back through security and caught his last name, it was Disano.
He smiled at me, but I'm sure he didn't even notice me. I know the officers come on duty at seven-thirty in the morning, and I start at eight, so I might have to make it a point to get here a little earlier each morning so I can watch him come in. I wonder what time he walks from the parking lot. I know officers, park in the west lot, where I'm required to park in the east. So if I come I would have to sit on one of the benches between the two buildings.
During lunch, I always generally sit out on one of the benches. We take shifts for lunch, there are six people in my office and half goes at eleven and the other half at noon. I take my lunch at eleven every day, so I'm hoping he's still at his post. I walked down the main stairway and exited the building. He wasn't there, so he must have his lunch at eleven also. I walked out of the building taking my lunch bag with me and sat down on one of the benches.
He walked by me, I don't even think he looked at me. He walked back up the steps to the front of the courthouse turned around for a few seconds before he went in. I finished my lunch and smiled because at least I will get to see him once more today, I know someone else will be manning the security check when I leave today. All I can hope is he has to work again tomorrow, if not, I hope I get to see him in the mornings. God I can't believe I'm going to stalk this guy just to see him. Not stalk, who says I can't show up to work an hour early every morning.
The next morning, I was too late, I showed up at seven-fifteen. I thought I was late, but I was stupid and stopped for coffee this morning. I'll have to remember if I stop for coffee I will have to do it earlier or make my own. Making my own would probably be better but hopefully I will see him walking in tomorrow. I sat there until seven-forty-five because I don't usually make it here until ten to eight. I was reading the newspaper I grabbed at the coffee shop this morning when someone ran by me. I looked up and it was him, he was running over to the courthouse. I smiled, God did he have a body, I don't know what was happening I had to meet this man, I really need to find a way to talk to him. But for now, I was happy I will get to see him again.
When I went through security, he was wading someone, so I didn't even get to look him in the eyes. When I came out at lunch time, he was standing with a few other officers near the station. I could hear him laughing, he had a wonderful laugh. I wish I could figure out this draw I have to him, I don't even know if he's gay. He probably has a cute little girlfriend at home, God do I envy anyone who gets to drape themselves on his arm. Sometimes I think he was looking right at me, he is always wearing his sunglasses and I can't see his eyes. But you know how you get the feeling you're being watched, every once in a while I would get that feeling.
From that day on I made sure I was manning my bench by seven, he would come strolling in from the parking lot anywhere from seven-ten to seven-fifteen. He was always fully dressed with his side arm on, sometimes it wasn't, and he would carry a backpack slung over his shoulder but usually, he was already armed. He always wore his sunglasses, even if it was cloudy, so I could never see his eyes in the morning. Sometimes he would walk in with a few officers sometimes just by himself.
One morning, oh God, I was so glad I arrived earlier than normal, he jogged by me. He was running, he must have come in early and was going to shower in the station. God I wish I could be a fly in the shower room, I would love to see what he was packing. But he jogged by me, his running shorts, I don't know how he couldn't give himself a ticket for indecent exposure. They were your typical running shorts but I just wanted to stop him and rub my hands all over his exposed thighs and the muscle shirt he had on. The scrap of material which was covering his chest, he had the triangle top half, wide muscled shoulders and a very tapered waist and his ass, again I don't know how he wasn't ticketed for indecent exposure, I could've fainted looking at him.
One afternoon I was standing talking to Mark, an officer which is permanently assigned to the courthouse, when another officer walked up. "Hey Ryan, how are you doing today?" Mark asked.
"Not bad, are you coming tonight for poker?"
"No, wife will kill me if I miss going to dinner with the in-laws tonight."
"Shit, we need you." He laughed. "We need to win your money."
I went to walk away telling Mark to have a good day when he stopped me. "Ryan, do you know Chad?"
"Only know of him in passing."
"He is a pretty good poker player."
"I wouldn't say that, I'm only marginal." I didn't want to boast.
"You want to come, the more the merrier, and you might actually like playing with us. If you can handle being around a bunch of cops." Ryan said.
"I've no plans tonight, so why not." Yeah like I would mind being around a bunch of good looking cops.
We talked a few more minutes until I really needed to get back to my office, Ryan gave me his address and told me to be there by six or so. He also stated depending on his wife, it may turn into a social event, but he was hoping it was straight poker. He did let me know it was for money, so I had to remember to stop at the ATM on the way home.
I arrived a little after six. They had a table set up in the family room which the family room lead out to the back of the house, there were already quite a few people and the poker game was getting ready to start. I asked what the normal start amount was, Ryan told me sixty bucks and then laughed saying generally Jack and Eric were on their second sixty by nine. We played a few hands, I won a couple of them.
Just before eight-thirty I folded and said I was hungry, I asked where I could put my chips and they just pointed to the mantel. I walked outside to grab a burger and was pulled into a conversation. When I walked back in at nine, Eric made the wisecrack I was back to win more of their money and all I could do was look at him, not Eric, Officer Disano. He was looking up at me and he had a black eye but he made some joke which I didn't hear and the next thing I knew he was pushing me towards his chair and he left out of the room at lighting speed. God did his hand in the middle of my back feel wonderful, it was like a piece of the puzzle I had been missing since I was born. It Felt Right.
"Who was that?" I asked Eric when I sat down, I would've asked Ryan but he jumped up and followed Officer Disano.
"Oh, that was Tony."
I was dealt into the next game, Ryan and Tony never came back and I was starting to wonder if Tony didn't like I was there. When we played another game, I folded and told them I needed to get home, it had been over thirty minutes since Tony left to go get a chair from the basement. So I knew he really didn't want me around. John told me to stay but I told him I really needed to get home. John walked me to the door and watched me leave.
I had a crappy weekend, I had spent three months watching Tony and he turned out to be a dick. I had found out through the grapevine, he was gay but didn't date. I thought he would at least be social, but he left the room and didn't come back. I know I shouldn't have cared so much, but there was still this draw to him and it depressed me that he didn't live up to my expectations.
I didn't show up Monday morning to watch him come in. I decided I needed to start looking for someone else, I had been alone now for a year and I had just turned twenty-three. Officer Disano wasn't wanting anything from me, so I need to quit him. It was hard not showing up, he was like a drug to me, I found myself in the parking lot early every morning that week, and I was yelling at myself not to get out of the car. I made it the entire week, by staying in my car. The next week was a little easier, I didn't pull in until seven-thirty, but it helped on Tuesday night my cousin Mike came for a visit.
I told Mike all about Tony that I was stupidly in love with a stranger and what happened at the poker game. Mike told me, it was okay to be stupid sometimes but now I know he was a dick it was better that I stopped obsessing over him. Easier said than done, but maybe since Mike will be here until Sunday, it will keep me from going into work early.
