Office Hours, Monday, 3/9

[tyler_gone]

It was Monday and a slightly bruised Tyler was in his office, idly mentally replaying the spars from the day before. He still couldn't believe someone actually wrestled a wolf; that was taking the whole man-vs-nature thing a little far for his tastes.

But he supposed hitting a teenage girl for fun was up there on the craziness scale, too.

The office door was open, and he was ready for any distraction.

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[tyler_gone]

"I could put it on then break down your door to get you to undress me, but I think that's your thing," he teased. "C'mon. I'll even spring for the wine that didn't come in a jug."

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"Okay. I'm going to wait for a time when something dumb happens to you and you're never going to bring up the leather pants again," she said with a groan. "And you so are buying the wine."

[tyler_gone]

"I asked you out, I'll buy the wine," Tyler said gallantly. "I'm not going to get any big guys with dreadlocks after me, am I?"

Not that he would mind that. He just liked being forewarned.

[memberslonely.livejournal.com]

"It's just dinner right?" she smirked. "I don't think he'll be too jealous."

[tyler_gone]

"Thursday night?" Tyler suggested, with a nod. "And I can take him."

He really, really couldn't.

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"I'm sure you can," she said rolling her eyes. "You're talking about taking him to the movies or something, right? And yes, Thursday's fine."

[tyler_gone]

"Ouch," Tyler winced, with a laugh. "Sounds like a plan."