"I'm not a detective, obviously," Sean admits after wiping his mouth with a napkin. Then he tilts his head to look at Jay's profile, noting the line of his nose that probably has been broken several times, little suggestions of scars and other signs of a hard life.
There's something about him that interests Sean on a very personal level. He doesn't think Jay is here to cause trouble but Sean still wants to know more about him. For himself. (For once.)
"But even without those deductive skills I can see you don't like talking about yourself," he points out with a small smile. "That's okay. I get it. I can work my way up to it."
Jay approves of this respecting of boundaries. It's a rare event, given the usual circles he runs in, which just reminds him again of how different normal people are to criminals. Maybe this trip stalking Rook could prove to a good holiday for him...
"So you're in for the long game?" he offers. "Or just waiting until I get drunk on the beach?"
"I guess we'll see how long it takes for me to wear you down," Sean laughs as he crumbles his empty paper plate in his hands. "Maybe you'll get teary eyed when you've gotten a few beers into you and will tell me your whole life story over the campfire."
There's a shameless wink to go with it too, Sean is turning on the charm as much as he can. Apparently he really wants Jay to stick with him until beach and fire and maybe more.
"That'll be a first," comes the bemused response as Jay follows suit, polishing off the last of his taco before folding up the paper plate to chuck in the bin. "Maybe I'll just tell you a convincing lie, how about that? Or we could play '2 truths 1 lie' and you can try to figure out when I'm lying."
"Oho, seems exciting," Sean teases as he gets up this feet and gestures towards the trash before starting to walk towards it. "Seems like we have games set up for us for the evening."
He's planning a bit the route they should take as they chat. Shop first, then pick up the boat...
Jay smirks and while the expression might seem mocking, he's genuinely tickled by this surprisingly genuine and bright officer. How often does he come across someone like this in his life? Not much.
"If we're turning it to a drinking game, best make sure we've got enough drinks on hand," he muses to himself. "Guess I'll bring the booze."
"You like beer?" Sean asks as he leads their little troupe towards a convenience store a little away from the market place. They can get everything they need there, beer and whatever corn and marshmallow they want.
"I have a cooler in the truck, and we can pick up a few bags of ice."
He also doesn't want anything too strong because it would be nice not to be completely wasted. He'd actually like to remember most of the night and maybe if the stars align right, they might end up intimate later. If Jay is too drunk, Sean won't feel right touching him.
"I like something stronger, but I'm not about to turn down a beer," Jay shrugs. "Beer out on the water at night sounds like a good way to get to know each other."
They're both less likely to get completely shit-faced on beer, right?
It takes them a while to gather all they want from the shop, beer and ice, some corn and marshmallows. Sean throws in a couple of bags of potato chips. Then they head back to his truck and start towards the harbour.
"So, you're going to stay a while longer in town?" Sean asks as his fingers drum on the steering wheel while he drives.
"At least until the end of the week, yeah." Provided Rook doesn't run him off or there isn't an emergency call from work... or his mother...
Choosing to think on far more pleasant things, Jay casts his gaze towards Sean, silently admiring the strong profile of the cop. Of all tour guide/dates he could land himself, it had to be a policeman. Go figure.
Smiling privately, he asks, "Any chance I'll see more of you in that time...?"
Sean gives him a glance before directing his gaze back at the road, sunny smile and a row of pearly whites remaining long after.
"Well, I hope so," he replies easily. "If you aren't sick of me by tomorrow, I'm happy to show you around more."
He tries not to feel somewhat saddened by the fact that it's obvious that eventually Jay will move on and whatever this interest between them is going to be, it's going to be very temporary. It's too soon to worry about that.
"Aren't you the epitome of the most accommodating police officer?" He's only half-teasing, now, because Sean does seem to be somehow far too good to be true. Though Jay can at least reason out that it probably has a bit to do with both of them openly eyeing each other's pants. "Am I gonna get in trouble for taking up all your time?"
"That's hardly a penalised offence," Sean says with an air of mock seriousness. "But if you are worried about it, I can always come up with a fine..."
His eyes sparkle with mischief as he glances at Jay from the corner of his eye, mostly keeping his attention to the road but it's so hard not to stray every now and then.
Jay snorts and meets that quick glance with a knowing smirk. "Something tells me it's not gonna be so simple as a ticket with a petty sum to cough up," he hums. "Maybe I'd be okay with a 'fine' depending on what you come up with..."
Sean grins as he lets his gaze flicker at Jay again, this time lowering purposefully down over his body.
"I'm sure I could think of something," Sean hums under his breath without a hint of shame, then laughs merrily as he finally rounds the car towards the harbour. Keys isn't a big place, distances are quick to cover.
"That's the boat," he says, pointing towards a vintage looking cruiser boat. Despite the old fashioned look, the boat is in pristine condition, obviously well taken care of. "It's not the fastest in the harbour," Sean continues with a soft chuckle and he's very right. There are quite a bit of muscle boats all over the place in shining white colours. "But it's reliable and affordable for a couple of guys, who don't have a fortune."
Jay whistles on seeing the boat. "Not a bad ride," he comments, quietly appreciative of the quality of the boat and not all that bothered that there are 'fancier' rigs all around. He's a fan of the classics, what can he say?
He smirks and glances at Sean again, asking drily, "How many lucky guys and gals have you brought a'board, hm? Seems a good place to have the excuse to rub a little oil around."
Something he's guessing Sean wouldn't mind doing for him after that pointed once-over he got.
Laughing, Sean slips out of the truck and goes to retrieve their shoppings from the back.
"I don't kiss and tell," he throws back with a grin and a wink. In fact there hasn't been that many. Jay might think he is a regular Casanova and Sean is fine with that misconception for now. Because he wants to keep things casual and not scare off the lanky bird.
Sean is not exactly what you might call 'loose'. He barely has explored his options outside of the deal he has with Ulysse. Mostly because he doesn't believe in sleeping around. Every dallying he engages in has the potential of becoming more, which is why he tends to treat every date he has as the first of many.
Snorting at the guarantee, Jay helps with unloading the truck before they can stroll over to the boat. "Good to know you're a man of honour," he murmurs. It takes a moment for him to find his feet as they climb into the boat because as a city boy, he's hardly had that much experience in a boat of all things, but he's adaptive and nimble. It's still going to take more than one visit to the water to make him look completely comfortable, though.
They secure the cooler and the shoppings in the cabin, tucked under a table and locked in place. Sean gives Jay's footwear a glance and pulls out a pair of deck shoes from one of the cabins, gesturing for him to change them on. Sean kicks off his own flipflops as well and grabs two jackets to stuff into a compartment near the steering wheel just in case they'll get chilly later on.
"Out to the islands at the sea," he throws back when he undoes the mooring lines from the dock. Once that's done, he returns to the steering wheel and starts turning on the engines. "It's going to be a little bit of a ride out to the sea."
Jay might take the deck shoes but he doesn't change into them just yet, opting to instead go barefoot so he can get familiar with the feel of the rocking boat under him. He picks a spot close to the steering wheel to sit, watching Sean's profile in between admiring the view as they start to pull away from the harbour. "Yeah? How long do you think?" he asks, not really caring because it's not as if he's got somewhere else to be.
"Just some half an hour to reach the further out islands. I'm not taking you to some tourist trap," Sean grins as he smoothly manoeuvres them out of the harbour. Having a small, agile boat is pretty nice, getting out of the mess of muscle boats is easy as breathing.
However, he doesn't want to attract any unwanted attention, so he keeps the going easy and sweet until they reach open water.
Not that Jay thinks Sean's leading him to his demise.
He takes a moment to prowl about the deck while Sean gets them moving, taking note of the safety gear, how far they're getting from the other boats and so on. Then Jay eventually comes to sit again and takes to watching Sean again, smirking as he asks, "Do road safety rules apply out here, or can I get you a drink while you take us out?"
They're still going at a mild speed and this particular boat doesn't really gear up to any wild mileage in any case. Sean shakes his head and gestures Jay to join him at the steering wheel.
"It's better not to hold a beer while driving at least. Even a corrupt cop might take that as an invitation."
He makes room at the wheel, reaching out to draw Jay between himself and the wheel, letting his hand linger on Jay's waist.
Handsy, isn't he? Just as well Jay's feeling relaxed and doesn't just retaliate with a punch, simply smiling with mild amusement as he's tucked in against Sean's front and suddenly behind the wheel.
"I'm pretty sure there are laws against having someone without a license driving the boat..." Jay muses even as he takes the wheel. "Guess I can count on you to argue with the coast guard if we get flagged?"
"I'm going to throw you over the board and pretend I was out here alone," Sean teases as he reaches over Jay's shoulder to point at the distance. "You see the rock rising from the ocean there, like a jagged tooth. You want to keep us on the right side of it. But when we're past it, head to the left."
He isn't going to step away, because Keys is notoriously hard to navigate and he has no desire to find a hole in the bottom of his boat. But he lets go of the wheel and steps back a little, just enough that he isn't actually forcing himself on Jay's personal space. Because he wasn't invited there just yet.
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There's something about him that interests Sean on a very personal level. He doesn't think Jay is here to cause trouble but Sean still wants to know more about him. For himself. (For once.)
"But even without those deductive skills I can see you don't like talking about yourself," he points out with a small smile. "That's okay. I get it. I can work my way up to it."
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Jay approves of this respecting of boundaries. It's a rare event, given the usual circles he runs in, which just reminds him again of how different normal people are to criminals. Maybe this trip stalking Rook could prove to a good holiday for him...
"So you're in for the long game?" he offers. "Or just waiting until I get drunk on the beach?"
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There's a shameless wink to go with it too, Sean is turning on the charm as much as he can. Apparently he really wants Jay to stick with him until beach and fire and maybe more.
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"That'll be a first," comes the bemused response as Jay follows suit, polishing off the last of his taco before folding up the paper plate to chuck in the bin. "Maybe I'll just tell you a convincing lie, how about that? Or we could play '2 truths 1 lie' and you can try to figure out when I'm lying."
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He's planning a bit the route they should take as they chat. Shop first, then pick up the boat...
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Jay smirks and while the expression might seem mocking, he's genuinely tickled by this surprisingly genuine and bright officer. How often does he come across someone like this in his life? Not much.
"If we're turning it to a drinking game, best make sure we've got enough drinks on hand," he muses to himself. "Guess I'll bring the booze."
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"I have a cooler in the truck, and we can pick up a few bags of ice."
He also doesn't want anything too strong because it would be nice not to be completely wasted. He'd actually like to remember most of the night and maybe if the stars align right, they might end up intimate later. If Jay is too drunk, Sean won't feel right touching him.
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"I like something stronger, but I'm not about to turn down a beer," Jay shrugs. "Beer out on the water at night sounds like a good way to get to know each other."
They're both less likely to get completely shit-faced on beer, right?
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"So, you're going to stay a while longer in town?" Sean asks as his fingers drum on the steering wheel while he drives.
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"At least until the end of the week, yeah." Provided Rook doesn't run him off or there isn't an emergency call from work... or his mother...
Choosing to think on far more pleasant things, Jay casts his gaze towards Sean, silently admiring the strong profile of the cop. Of all tour guide/dates he could land himself, it had to be a policeman. Go figure.
Smiling privately, he asks, "Any chance I'll see more of you in that time...?"
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"Well, I hope so," he replies easily. "If you aren't sick of me by tomorrow, I'm happy to show you around more."
He tries not to feel somewhat saddened by the fact that it's obvious that eventually Jay will move on and whatever this interest between them is going to be, it's going to be very temporary. It's too soon to worry about that.
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"Aren't you the epitome of the most accommodating police officer?" He's only half-teasing, now, because Sean does seem to be somehow far too good to be true. Though Jay can at least reason out that it probably has a bit to do with both of them openly eyeing each other's pants. "Am I gonna get in trouble for taking up all your time?"
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His eyes sparkle with mischief as he glances at Jay from the corner of his eye, mostly keeping his attention to the road but it's so hard not to stray every now and then.
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Jay snorts and meets that quick glance with a knowing smirk. "Something tells me it's not gonna be so simple as a ticket with a petty sum to cough up," he hums. "Maybe I'd be okay with a 'fine' depending on what you come up with..."
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"I'm sure I could think of something," Sean hums under his breath without a hint of shame, then laughs merrily as he finally rounds the car towards the harbour. Keys isn't a big place, distances are quick to cover.
"That's the boat," he says, pointing towards a vintage looking cruiser boat. Despite the old fashioned look, the boat is in pristine condition, obviously well taken care of. "It's not the fastest in the harbour," Sean continues with a soft chuckle and he's very right. There are quite a bit of muscle boats all over the place in shining white colours. "But it's reliable and affordable for a couple of guys, who don't have a fortune."
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Jay whistles on seeing the boat. "Not a bad ride," he comments, quietly appreciative of the quality of the boat and not all that bothered that there are 'fancier' rigs all around. He's a fan of the classics, what can he say?
He smirks and glances at Sean again, asking drily, "How many lucky guys and gals have you brought a'board, hm? Seems a good place to have the excuse to rub a little oil around."
Something he's guessing Sean wouldn't mind doing for him after that pointed once-over he got.
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"I don't kiss and tell," he throws back with a grin and a wink. In fact there hasn't been that many. Jay might think he is a regular Casanova and Sean is fine with that misconception for now. Because he wants to keep things casual and not scare off the lanky bird.
Sean is not exactly what you might call 'loose'. He barely has explored his options outside of the deal he has with Ulysse. Mostly because he doesn't believe in sleeping around. Every dallying he engages in has the potential of becoming more, which is why he tends to treat every date he has as the first of many.
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Snorting at the guarantee, Jay helps with unloading the truck before they can stroll over to the boat. "Good to know you're a man of honour," he murmurs. It takes a moment for him to find his feet as they climb into the boat because as a city boy, he's hardly had that much experience in a boat of all things, but he's adaptive and nimble. It's still going to take more than one visit to the water to make him look completely comfortable, though.
"All right, captain, where are we off to?"
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"Out to the islands at the sea," he throws back when he undoes the mooring lines from the dock. Once that's done, he returns to the steering wheel and starts turning on the engines. "It's going to be a little bit of a ride out to the sea."
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Jay might take the deck shoes but he doesn't change into them just yet, opting to instead go barefoot so he can get familiar with the feel of the rocking boat under him. He picks a spot close to the steering wheel to sit, watching Sean's profile in between admiring the view as they start to pull away from the harbour. "Yeah? How long do you think?" he asks, not really caring because it's not as if he's got somewhere else to be.
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However, he doesn't want to attract any unwanted attention, so he keeps the going easy and sweet until they reach open water.
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"Just a regular trap, hm?"
Not that Jay thinks Sean's leading him to his demise.
He takes a moment to prowl about the deck while Sean gets them moving, taking note of the safety gear, how far they're getting from the other boats and so on. Then Jay eventually comes to sit again and takes to watching Sean again, smirking as he asks, "Do road safety rules apply out here, or can I get you a drink while you take us out?"
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"It's better not to hold a beer while driving at least. Even a corrupt cop might take that as an invitation."
He makes room at the wheel, reaching out to draw Jay between himself and the wheel, letting his hand linger on Jay's waist.
"Grab the wheel?"
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Handsy, isn't he? Just as well Jay's feeling relaxed and doesn't just retaliate with a punch, simply smiling with mild amusement as he's tucked in against Sean's front and suddenly behind the wheel.
"I'm pretty sure there are laws against having someone without a license driving the boat..." Jay muses even as he takes the wheel. "Guess I can count on you to argue with the coast guard if we get flagged?"
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He isn't going to step away, because Keys is notoriously hard to navigate and he has no desire to find a hole in the bottom of his boat. But he lets go of the wheel and steps back a little, just enough that he isn't actually forcing himself on Jay's personal space. Because he wasn't invited there just yet.
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