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When they walked through the door, they immediately caught my attention. That wasn't hard to do given the fact that it was empty in the store before their arrival. I had the sneaking suspicion they would have caught my attention even if the place had been bursting with people. They had a presence that I felt in my gut. They were special somehow, I just didn't know how.
The shorter one led the way with the taller just slightly behind. They were quite close together, and I couldn't figure out how they could keep moving without tripping each other. Their shoulders brushed occasionally as they moved. When they got to the first aisle, they split wordlessly. One headed toward the cold items. The other moved toward the fruits and veggies.
The taller one moved his long, brown hair out of his face with a quick shake of his head and then began to choose apples from the bin. He glanced my way briefly, and I was mesmerized by his eyes. They were slightly slanted and a beautiful, yet strange, mix of colors. I couldn't quite determine what color they were. Were they blue, gray, or blue-green? I guess you could call them hazel. His hair was soft looking and well-kept even if it was a bit longer than I generally found attractive. On him, it looked amazing. It framed his elfish features beautifully. He continued to rummage through the apples until he found 6 or 7 that met his approval. At that point he moved off down the spices aisle, and I lost sight of him.
Luckily, for me at least, the shorter one moved back into view. A say shorter, but he was over 6-foot tall. He was only shorter because the other one was so tall. He had his hands full and headed back to the front of the store to grab a basket. He wore his hair much shorter than the other man, and it was slightly spiked in the front. He wasn't clean shaven like the other man either, and I don't think I have ever seen a sexier 5 o'clock shadow in my life. His facial features were striking with a strong jawline, well defined cheekbones, and the most beautiful lips I have ever seen. He could have been an actor or a model. He had broad shoulders, a stocky build, and he seemed well-proportioned elsewhere. When he saw that I was looking his way, he smiled at me and his gorgeous green eyes twinkled. He gave me a wink and then placed his items in the basket and moved back toward the aisles. As he headed down the chips aisle, I noticed that his legs were a bit bowed, and I thought I would die. I've always had a thing for bow-legged men. No idea why!
About that time, the taller one popped back out of another aisle and stood looking over the crackers on the end cap. He moved gracefully for his height. He had to have been a good 4 inches taller than the other man. He also had very broad shoulders, but I couldn't tell much else about his body shape. He wore loose fitting clothes and multiple layers. He looked to be quite narrow through the waist though. His hands were huge. He lifted a box with his long fingers and began reading the nutritional information, but was interrupted when the other man called out to him.
"Sammy!"
"Yeah?" He answered.
"C'mere."
He placed the box back on the shelf, tossed his hair again, and moved down the aisle in search of the other man. I leaned back from my place at the cash register, so I could see the video monitors. I quickly located them on the back aisle and watched them interact. They stood very closely and seemed to be discussing something they found to be quite important. The taller one smiled then at something the shorter one said, and I felt weak in the knees. He had the most beautiful set of dimples I have ever seen. His smile lit up the room. The shorter of the two smiled back and placed his hand on the taller one's lower back. They chatted a bit more, then the shorter one opened the freezer case and pulled out a package of frozen pie crusts. After placing it in the basket, he motioned for the taller one to put his items in the basket as well. After doing so, the taller one reached over and plucked something off the shorter one's cheekbone. He said something, and then they both smiled again. The shorter one leaned forward and pursed his lips, blowing on the taller one's fingertip. Good lord! I really thought I was going to die. These men were seriously hot!
The taller man laughed and watched as whatever he had caught in his fingers fell to the floor, and then ran his thumb in a soft caress over the other man's cheekbone. He seemed to say something that got a brief response and a shake of the head from the other man. They held each other's gaze for a moment and then moved off toward the beer/wine aisle together. They stayed very close together again as they moved. The taller one pushed the basket while the shorter of the two rested his hand on the small of the other man's back again. This time his hand was under the other man's jacket.
I lost sight of them at this point because the camera view switched. "Damn!" I muttered to myself. I was really enjoying the view.
I didn't miss out for long though. The taller one popped back out of the aisle a few minutes later and turned away from me, heading back over to the crackers. He looked over the choices, his long fingers holding the corner of one of the boxes.
"Hey, Dean!" He called.
"Yeah?"
"Do you care what I get?"
"No, Baby Boy! Whatever makes you happy!" Came the response from the spices aisle.
The taller man smiled again, nodded his head, and placed a box of crackers into the basket. He turned in my direction and started walking toward me. He looked directly at me and smiled. Not the million watt smile I saw earlier, but a nice friendly smile nonetheless. My breath caught in my throat.
"Are you finding everything okay?" I struggled to say.
He looked down shyly and grinned.
"I think so." He replied looking back up at me from under his bangs.
"Let me know if there is anything you need help with." I smiled in return.
"Will do!" He laughed and headed toward the back of the store.
I huffed out a sigh and shook my head. These guys were obviously together, and I had no chance with either of them, but they both took my breath away. They were absolutely stunning, and I couldn't stop watching them!
I tried to find them on the monitors again. Just before I gave up and looked away, the camera switched again and there they were. The one with the spiked hair, Dean, was casually leaning back against the ice cream freezer doors, and the one with the longer hair, Sammy, was leaning forward right in front of him. Dean reached his arm out and tugged on one of Sammy's belt loops pulling him in closer. Sammy moved forward until his foot was between Dean's opened legs. He leaned his forehead down until they were touching. Dean wrapped one arm around Sammy's back and pulled him even closer. Sammy smiled and placed his hands on either side of Dean's face. Dean's other arm came around Sammy's waist and his hand landed firmly on Sammy's rear, gently gliding down until it cupped his ass cheek from just underneath.
I gasped for breath. That was probably the hottest thing I'd seen in a while. I could feel my skin getting warm all over. I know I should have looked away. This was an intimate moment between the two of them that they obviously wanted kept that way. They were in the back of an empty grocery store, completely blocked from my view by rows of groceries after all. I just couldn't help but keep my eyes glued to the screen though.
Sammy moved in even closer until their bodies were firmly pressed together from forehead to thigh. Dean tilted his chin up and gently pressed his lips to Sammy's lips. Sammy gently pulled back a little and said something to Dean. Dean's face lit up, and he smiled broadly. He nodded his assent to whatever Sammy had just said, and gently kissed him again. Then Sammy was moving backwards and sliding his hands down Dean's arms until he held both of Dean's hands in his own. He tugged gently and pulled Dean away from the freezer door.
Once Dean was out of the way, Sammy opened the door and grabbed some vanilla ice cream. After placing it in the basket, he leaned toward Dean again and nuzzled into Dean's neck from behind. He lightly popped the shorter man on his rear and began heading up the aisle toward the front of the store. Dean smiled at his retreating back and grabbed the basket to guide it along behind.
They were heading my way. I quickly tried to reassemble my face into something less lustful and flushed. I really have no idea how well I did, but neither man made mention of anything when they reached the front.
"Find everything?" I asked, trying desperately to act like nothing out of the ordinary just happened.
"Yes! Thank you!" Dean drawled in a low voice. I felt my heart flutter a tiny bit.
They began unloading their items and placing them on the conveyor belt. As the items approached me, I scanned them and began placing them in bags. Dean moved forward and began to help me.
"Dean?" Sammy asked.
"Yeah?"
"Did you grab the sour cream?"
"Crap! No, I forgot." Dean responded.
"Well, you can't make Sour Cream Apple Pie without the sour cream!" Sammy laughed.
"That's true!" Dean returned.
"I'll be right back!" Sammy said and turned to make his way to the refrigerated section.
Dean turned back to me with a smile on his face. His eyes twinkled again. I smiled, and quickly looked back down at the items I was processing.
"Having a good day?" He asked me in his deep voice.
"Yeah," I laughed. "A great day! How about yourself?"
"Oh yeah!" He responded. "My, uh, brother and I are on vacation. And he promised to make me his famous Sour Cream Apple Pie if I brought him out here for some quiet time. And I just love pie!"
Holy shit! Did he just say "brother"?
"Your brother?" I asked, trying to stay cool. I've never seen brothers interact that way before! I could feel sweat running down my back, but I felt shivery at the same time. "I never would have guessed you two were brothers."
"Oh yeah?" His eyes crinkled when he smiled this time. "Why is that?"
"You two, uh, don't look that much alike." I said, meeting his eye.
"Yeah, I look like our mom and he looks more like our dad." He laughed. "We get that a lot actually."
"Oh yeah?" I ask, desperately trying to maintain a neutral expression.
"Get what a lot?" Sammy asked as he walked back up to the counter where we were working on ringing up the groceries. He handed me the sour cream, and I added it to the other items.
"That we don't look like brothers." Dean answered with a smile.
"Ah!" Sammy responded with a huge grin on his face. "Yeah, that's true! We do hear that a lot."
"I thought you guys were a couple." I laughed lightly. "Shows you what I know, don't it?"
Both men laughed quietly. Dean caught my eye as he handed me a credit card and said, "We get that a lot, too."
"Do you really?" I asked innocently. "Huh, imagine that!"
Sam smiled again and looked me in the eye.
"That doesn't bother you, then? If two guys were together?"
"Nope!" I replied holding eye contact. "Not a bit!"
He smirked briefly then smiled at Dean with that big dimpled smile again. I gripped the counter in front of me when the effects of that smile washed over me. And it wasn't even directed at me!
"How do, uh, other people around here feel about men who are in relationships with each other?" Dean asked in that gruff voice.
"Well," I hesitated. "Not everyone around here is as open minded as I am."
"Gotcha!" Dean said. As I looked up to meet his eyes, he gave me a sideways grin. "I guess you'll just have to let everyone know that you met a couple of brothers today who will be spending some quiet time together out by the lake then."
"I will certainly make sure I mention that." I replied.
Dean smirked at me a bit and then said, "I'll make sure I bring you back a slice of Sammy's apple pie. It is seriously the best pie I've ever had. Just like momma used to make!" He caught my eye again and winked at me.
I laughed in response.
"My name is Maggie," I said holding out my hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"I'm Dean," he said, as he caught my hand and shook it. "And this is Sam."
"Very nice to meet you, Maggie!" Sam said as he took my hand in turn. I met his eyes again and smiled.
"Please don't hesitate to stop back by when you need something." I said as I handed Dean back his credit card and his receipt.
"Thank you." He began loading the bags into his basket as Sam slid through behind him toward the doors. For just the briefest moment, Sam's hand slid along Dean's waist. Their hands brushed together, and they smiled at each other again. I watched them, unable to tear my eyes away, as they headed for the door to leave the store.
I watched them talking and laughing as they loaded their bags into the back seat of a beautiful, black, classic Chevy Impala, and I shook my head to clear it. They were both gorgeous and seemed so much in love with each other. The glances they shared and the way they communicated with one another spoke volumes about their intimacy and the care they took of one another. The fact that they couldn't seem to stop touching each other left me weak. One day I'll find that with someone, I thought. I sighed as I watched Dean pull the car out of his parking spot and drive away.
I wonder if they will remember to bring me that slice of pie. It sounded heavenly!