It was their ten and Conner had grabbed them some chips to snack on as it would be awhile before their shift ended.  Taking a seat across from Derek the man smiled warmly "Whats up?" Conner asked before letting Derek ask his question.  Truthfully Conner was surprised by the questions, he didn't expect Derek out of all people to ask him to do something outside of work.  True, Derek probably didn't know Conner's rule but then again Conner never really got asked to help people with things he found fun.<br/><br/>"I actually live on the other side of you, but yeah live pretty close together.  And sure, we both of Saturday off, wanna do it then? That way there isn't rushing for either of us and we could take it nice and slow." Conner offered.  He enjoyed cooking and even enjoyed teaching others to cook more as it was usually fun to see how they did things.<br/><br/>Once the plans were set and Conner said he would teach him to do a few basic things and if he liked they could do more dishes.  Conner actually looked pretty excited about this, and truthfully he could use this to help him do something else other than watching bad break up movies.<br/><br/>That Friday night Conner bought some grocery, getting a bit more than usual as he figured they would be burning a few things on the first try.  Conner knew he burnt more than enough meat when he started.  He was heading up, arms filled when he noticed someone in front of the gate to the apartment.<br/><br/>"What the fuck are you doing here?" Conner glared up at the older male, his ex.  The man before Conner was large with perfectly done hair and clearly expensive taste as he wore a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fwrd.com%2Fproduct-balmain-belted-trench-coat-in-black%2FBLMF-MO15%2F%3Fd%3DMens%26currency%3DUSD%26countrycode%3DUS%26mkwid%3D%7Bifsearch%3As%7D%7Bifcontent%3Ac%7D_dc%7Cpcrid%7C227604756425%7Cpkw%7C%7Cpmt%7C%26pdv%3Dc%26matchtype%3D%26gclid%3DCj0KCQiA84rQBRDCARIsAPO8RFx6wQxLxt9gsuK808f8sDtntOkeFJozMblWi93-c_dXEfU9q0N4eWoaAoctEALw_wcB&amp;hash=89bd992a9179d51f3dc46b4029db9193" href="http://www.fwrd.com/product-balmain-belted-trench-coat-in-black/BLMF-MO15/?d=Mens&amp;currency=USD&amp;countrycode=US&amp;mkwid={ifsearch:s}{ifcontent:c}_dc|pcrid|227604756425|pkw||pmt|&amp;pdv=c&amp;matchtype=&amp;gclid=Cj0KCQiA84rQBRDCARIsAPO8RFx6wQxLxt9gsuK808f8sDtntOkeFJozMblWi93-c_dXEfU9q0N4eWoaAoctEALw_wcB" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> BALMAIN trench coat</a>which was far from inexpensive.  As embarrassing as it was for Conner to admit, he did break the rules time to time which included dating one of their clients.<br/><br/>"Look, babe--"<br/><br/>"Don't you fucking<i>babe </i>me.  You lost that right to ever call me that when I found your dick in someone else." Conner pushed the man aside and began to his apartment, the man following him.   "Leave me alone!"<br/><br/>"Not until you listen to me! Look, I know we both did things wrong but we can work with each other right? Please?"<br/><br/>". . . I regret ever talking to you, even more giving you my number. . .you've already ruined me for others, just let me be in peace." Conner rushed to his apartment and the man couldn't follow.  He wasn't sure what to do.  He had tried to buy Conner back with gifts and money, but every gift he sent was returned and money returned as well.  What else could Conner want? It escaped him.