Summary: Blair is sick of Jim calling him a dog.
Prompt # 088 Dog
Word Count: 364
Who’s the Dog?
“Chief, you’re a dog.” Jim teased as Blair watched the pretty woman go by them.
“Wait a minute. Hold the phone. Who are you calling a dog? Am I the one that has red heads at the loft right and left? I don’t think so. Am I the one that is allowed to have women in his room at the loft? I don’t think so. Am I the one that dates everyone that is bad news? I don’t think so. So why are you calling me a dog? I never get any and you get it all the time. So you’re the dog. I’m calling you that from now on. Jim ‘the dog’ Ellison.”
“Chief, I was just joking.”
“Well, it came back and smacked you in the face didn’t it?”
“Maybe I date that many because I can’t find the one that’s right for me.” Jim offered as explanation.
“Maybe, but stop calling me a dog just because I smile at women and find them attractive. I find you attractive too, but I don’t hump your leg.”
Jim started coughing and choking on his own saliva and couldn’t look Blair in the eye. “You find me attractive?”
“Everyone finds you attractive, man.”
“What are you talking about? I’m old and going bald, why would anyone find me attractive.”
“Jim, you are gorgeous and you know it. You work out to keep that body looking perfect and it does.”
“Well, I have to have something that looks good.”
“It works, because you look terrific.”
“So you find me attractive?” Jim asked coyly.
“Stop fishing, man. If you want to ask me out, ask me out.”
“Chief, would you like to have dinner at Saccony’s tonight?”
“That would be great, thank you. And you’re still a dog, Jim and I expect some humping later tonight.”
“You got it.”
Both men smiled at each other and knew that this was going to be fun. Jim didn’t mind being a dog for a change.