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Europe Refrigerated Truck Rental Market size was valued at US$ 17.84 Bn. in 2020. Medium Trucks is expected to dominate the post COVID era for Europe Refrigerated Truck Rental Market.

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With the growing demand for food transportation and storage in Dubai, refrigerated trucks for rental have become a common sight on the city’s roads. Refrigerated trucks have become an essential part of the food industry, especially in a city like Dubai, where temperature is often very high. Refrigerated trucks are used to store and transport food items like fruits, vegetables, dairy products, meats, and fish. They are equipped with advanced refrigeration systems that keep the temperature of the cargo at the required level. They also have advanced temperature monitoring systems to ensure the safety of the cargo. The rental of Refrigerated Trucks for rent is very common, as it is a convenient and cost-effective option for businesses. The trucks come with a variety of features and options, depending on the needs of the customer. They are available in various sizes and capacities, and come with a range of options, such as insulated walls, adjustable shelving, and climate control systems. Chiller Truck For Rent in Dubai is also beneficial for those who require temperature-controlled transportation for short-term purposes. The trucks are ideal for catering services, events, and other similar activities. They are also perfect for transporting food products that need to be kept in a refrigerated state for a longer period of time. The rental of Chiller Van Rental Dubai is very affordable. The cost varies depending on the size and features of the truck. The cost of the rental also depends on the length of the rental period, as well as the type of service provided. When renting a Truck Rentals, it is important to check the credentials of the company. It is also advisable to ask for references of previous customers. This will help in ensuring that the rental company is reliable and trustworthy. Chiller Van Rental in Dubai are becoming increasingly popular, as they provide a cost-effective and convenient solution for food transportation and storage. They are a great option for businesses and individuals who need to transport food items safely and securely.

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The Benefits of Renting a Refrigerated Truck for Your Business: Cost-Effective Solutions

Introduction (50 words): In today's fast-paced business world, efficiency and cost-effectiveness are essential. When it comes to transporting temperature-sensitive goods, renting a refrigerated truck can offer significant advantages. In this article, we will explore the benefits of refrigerated truck rental for your business, focusing on its cost-effective solutions and the financial benefits it provides.

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No Capital Investment: One of the primary cost advantages of renting a refrigerated truck is the absence of substantial capital investment. Purchasing a refrigerated truck can be expensive, requiring a significant upfront payment. Renting eliminates the need for this initial investment, allowing businesses to allocate their funds to other critical areas of operation.

Lower Operating Costs: Refrigerated truck rental eliminates the expenses associated with ownership, such as insurance, maintenance, and repairs. Rental companies typically cover these costs, ensuring that your business doesn't have to bear the burden of maintenance and unexpected repairs. This reduction in operating costs can lead to significant savings over time.

Flexibility and Scalability: Renting a refrigerated truck provides businesses with flexibility and scalability. You can choose the appropriate size and specifications of the car based on your specific needs, avoiding the cost of maintaining a fleet of trucks of varying capacities. Moreover, during peak seasons or when demand fluctuates, you can easily adjust the number of rental trucks, allowing for greater flexibility without long-term commitments.

Access to Modern Technology: By renting a refrigerated truck, businesses can gain access to the latest technology and equipment. Rental companies often update their fleet with advanced features like GPS tracking, temperature monitoring, and fuel efficiency enhancements. This technology can optimize operations, improve efficiency, and reduce fuel costs.

Conclusion: refrigerated truck rental offers businesses cost-effective solutions by eliminating capital investment, reducing operating expenses, providing flexibility, and granting access to modern technology. With the ability to optimize resources and focus on core business activities, renting a refrigerated truck becomes a smart choice for businesses looking to streamline operations while minimizing costs.

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through the storm (jake "hangman" seresin x reader

word count: ~0.7k

synposis: hangman's partner has gone mia, and he's prepared to tally whatever's weighing them down.

warnings: vague allusions to depression?

a/n: this is very barely proofread or edited. i haven't had any writing inspo and lost the singular request i got months ago, but i've also been going THROUGH IT. so this is yet another result of my self-indulgence (where hangman is taking the reins!) enjoy :D

Grey skies weren't common in California. The bright sunlight always broke between the clouds cresting overhead. Today, though, the thicket of white above turned the world monochromatic. Jake sighed as he drove, knowing it would only hinder his efforts.

He pulled into the quaint cul-de-sac and parked. One hand swept up the few bags cluttering the passenger seat floor while the other fumbled for his keys and phone. A last ditch effort was made to check his notifications, another soft sigh leaving him as only your picture filled the screen.

Jake swiftly exited his truck. His feet felt light as air trailing the way to your front door. The key you'd given him lifted to unlock it, and was promptly tossed onto the small console table.

"Babe?" he tried calling. The warm timbre of his voice rumbled down the hallway. It muffled against your shut bedroom door, not creaked open as it normally was.

The aviator stopped off in the kitchen to settle the bags and refrigerate the few items that needed it. His heavy footsteps groaned into the hardwood floors, continuing to alert you of his presence. You did nothing to warn him of your own. Jake's frown grew in further realization.

He lifted a wavering hand to the doorknob. Privacy was a value of yours, he knew; part of the reason you had insisted to keep your own place until your rental agreement was to expire. But he also knew when that same valued privacy was a cover for your hyper-independence.

Jake settled on one last warning call, a soft rapping of his knuckles against the wood. "Babe, I'm coming in now."

A thought froze him: he had no idea what he was walking into. He had seen his partner in all kinds of vocal states, overexcitement and fury and even deep despair. The sudden quiet terrified him. How could he soothe a numbness, a void?

He would have to learn on the fly, as it was. No way in hell was he going to let you down now.

Another breath and Jake crossed the threshold of your room. Fern eyes flitted over the dark space to observe its state. The curtains were drawn closed, blocking out the little amount of light the clouds permitted. Everything was in its right place and tidied away, as if you'd spent hours decluttering to try and do the same with your mind.

The only thing in disarray was your queen bed, where you laid in a comforter strewn lump in the center of the mattress. Your breaths were silent, yet rose the bedding up enough to settle the worst of Jake's fears. He shut the door behind him as to not shock you any more than he intended to. Every step he took toward you was careful, still uncertain whether you were aware of him.

Sinking down onto the bed was a gamble Jake took hesitantly. Your face was still hidden beneath the blue fabric, your hair fanning out in messy strands. "Darlin'?" His voice was barely above a hum, but it was enough. You slowly peeked your eyes above the comforter to meet his. Jake greeted you with an award-winning smile, one that always turned your insides to putty. "I've been looking all over for you, darlin'. Really know how to run your cowboy ragged."

Tears lined your eyes at his words, guilt flooding you. "I'm sorry," you croaked. Jake's face immediately fell.

He leaned down to lay at your side, facing you and reaching up to cup your cheeks. "No, no, baby; don't you apologize, okay?" It ached his heart to see you feeling so small. Your vibrancy changed the colors of his life for the better. At present, they were all muddled and shirked away from your own view. Even if Jake couldn't bring those hues back to you himself, he would do everything he could for you while you awaited their return.

Jake thumbed away the few tears that started to roll down your cheeks. "C'mere," he cooed with an arm outstretched. You shuffled towards him in your mess of blankets for him to slide beneath. One arm snaked around your torso, drowning in one of his old tees, while the other cradled your head to his chest.

"There we are," he hummed as your bodies settled into one another. Jake pressed a kiss to your forehead as he felt the damp spots soak into his shirt. "I've got ya now, darlin'. I'll always hold you through the storms." After all, they were much easier to weather together than alone.

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D-Day by TrickPhotography | Chapter 4

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x female!reader

Word count: 3.6k

Synopsis: After finding out his girlfriend is pregnant, Jake is ready to move in and get married. The last thing he expected was to be hit with a six-month deployment at sea and missing the birth of his first child.

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Chapter 4

A chiming sound echoed through your bedroom. Cracking one eye open, you reached for the phone and saw an alert from your smart doorbell sayings someone had just rung it. The app showed a live video of Jake standing outside of your apartment, arms clasped behind his back. Eyes flitting up to glance at the time, you groaned and turned on the mic. “What are you doing here?” 

Jake bent and smiled at the camera. “Morning. Ready to go?”

“Go away,” you grumbled while unplugging the device and slipping out of bed. His answering laugh doubled, echoing through the speaker and from the front door as you neared. Closing the app, you set the phone on the coffee table while passing. 

Last night, he’d teased you about how empty your refrigerator was - “looks like a college kid’s, just condiments and soda” - when he’d gotten the ketchup. You’d ordered him to shut the hell up and informed him it was grocery weekend. Without hesitation, he’d replied, “Fine, we’ll hit the store before getting the car.” No matter how much you tried to assure him that you would order a car to take you to get the rental your insurance was paying for, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Might as well use my truck for your shopping - you never know how big a vehicle they’ll give you.” He ignored you when you said you could have groceries delivered if that was an issue.

Jake heard the lock click, and the door cracked open. When it didn’t move further, he waited a moment before pushing it open and stepping inside. After relocking it and kicking off his shoes, he walked towards the kitchen to see you pouring a glass of water with your back to him. A smile tugged at his lips as his eyes swept over you, taking in your soft, sleep-rumpled appearance. When you opened a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of aspirin, he frowned. “How are you feeling this morning?” 

“A bit sore,” you replied, washing down two pills and turning to see him sipping from a coffee cup on the other side of the kitchen island. Your eyes fell to an iced latte on the counter by his elbow and slowly rose to meet his gaze. The corners of his eyes crinkled at your confused look. With a wink, he set it in front of you and moved to sit on the couch, draping his arm across the back. The image of him sitting there - smiling at you in his casual t-shirt and jeans, coffee cup balancing on his thigh - made your breath catch. Leaving the water in favor of the latte, you made your way over and plucked the blanket off the cushions, pulling it over your shoulders to hide that you weren’t wearing a bra. Rather than retreating to your corner of the couch, you sat in the middle. A light touch caressed the back of your neck as you sipped the coffee.

“How’d you sleep?” After setting your cup on the table, you turned to face Jake, eyes narrowed. He raised an eyebrow, lifting his coffee to hide his smile. Shaking your head, you turned onto your side, back to him, and brought your knees to your chest. 

“I’d still be sleeping if you knew how to tell time,” you mumbled, resting your head on the back cushion and closing your eyes. Chuckling low, he gently tugged a strand of your hair.

“Not a morning person, I take it.” Shaking off the blanket from your hand, you lifted your middle finger high enough for him to see and shushed him. There was movement, then he wrapped an arm around your chest and tugged you backward. Flailing at the unexpected pull, you drove an elbow into his stomach and heard him grunt. His chest hit your back as he curled over, shoving a hand between you to rub where you’d hit him. 

Clapping a hand to your mouth to stifle a laugh, you turned to see Jake lift his head and playfully glare when he saw the tears glistening in your eyes, shoulder shaking with silent laughter. “Y-you okay?” you forced out between giggles. 

“Anyone tell you that you’ve got bony elbows?” 

“Suck it up, Mr. Six-Pack.”

“It’s Lieutenant Six-Pack. I could have you brought up on charges for damaging government property.” 

“Poor baby, want me to kiss it better?” you teased without thinking. Grinning, Jake twisted to lean back onto the couch arm, bringing his leg up to rest beside you and lifting the hem of his shirt. Your eyes darted across his taut stomach, and heat rose in your face as you met his gaze. He raised an eyebrow in challenge. Lifting your chin, you shrugged off the blanket and turned to face him.   

Brushing the hair from your face, you placed a hand on his shoulder and the other on his leg still resting on the floor. Your knees pressed into the couch as you straddled his thigh. Jake shifted, throat bobbing. Slowly, you lowered yourself to brush a featherlight kiss against his stomach once…twice…three times.

The muscles under your hand jumped, and you saw his cock twitch in his jeans. Looking up at him through your eyelashes, you saw his hands flexing, gripping his shirt and the couch to keep from touching you. The way he looked at you was dizzying - green eyes hazy with lust, tongue darting out to wet his lips. With a mocking look, you sat back onto your heels and cooed, “I hope that helps, Lieutenant. Wouldn’t want you out of commission because of my bony elbows.” 

Jake’s eyes fell to your breasts, nipples pebbled under your thin shirt, and nodded. “Much obliged, Ma’am,” he replied, voice rough. Holding your gaze, he bent his leg, planted his foot on the couch, and tipped you forward. Your breath caught, arousal pooling in your lower stomach as your clothed core dragged along his thigh. Smiling, he dropped his shirt and released the couch. His left hand drifted to your knee, lightly dragging his fingers and slowly inching higher. His right hand covered your left, taking it from where it rested on his chest. Gently, he pulled you forward while extending your arm so it rested on the couch behind his head, bringing you face to face. Goosebumps rose as he trailed his fingers up and down your arm, curling his hand around your wrist and holding it in place as he brushed his lips across your skin. “Almost friendly of you.” 

“Can’t have that,” you breathed, moving your right hand to his shoulder to steady yourself. His fingers slid under your shorts, and a calloused palm curled around your hip. Green eyes drifted across your face before focusing on your lips. His tongue darted out to wet his own, and you mirrored the action. 

“Course not,” he agreed. Chest to chest, every inhale teased your nipples. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he leaned up to brush his nose against yours. To place a glancing kiss on your cheek. Your chin. Nudge your head back to press a line of open-mouthed kisses down your throat. Your breath quickened as he ran his tongue along your pulse point before blowing softly, making you shiver at the cool counterpoint. His hand left your arm to cup your jaw, his thumb brushing your lower lip. Guiding you closer, his lips hovered over yours. “We’re not friends,” he said, the warmth of his breath whispering over your skin. 

Jake pulled away before you could close the distance between you. Smiling at your dazed expression, he stretched out his leg and tucked his arms behind his head. “You should go get ready - gotta get your shopping done.” 

With shaky legs, you stood. His hand shot out to steady you, a smug smirk tugging on his lips. 

If he wanted to tease, two could play that game. 

Your eyes drifted down his body, lingering where his erection pressed against the fly of his jeans. The corner of your mouth tipped up, and he shifted under your gaze, hips lifting off the couch before settling again. Pressing your fingertips to his chest, you walked around the couch, trailing your fingers over his body. You lightly scratched the back of his neck, enjoying how he leaned into your touch. It was your turn to smirk as your hands rested on his shoulders. Thumbs lightly pressed into the muscles at the base of his neck, and he stiffened before relaxing into your gentle kneading.

“So tense,” you cooed, stepping close enough that his head rested against your stomach when it lulled back, eyes falling closed. “And you spent all day in the F-18 yesterday, didn’t you? I know those cockpits aren’t very comfortable, especially the ejection seat.” Slowly, you moved one hand from his shoulder, nails ghosting along the line of his collarbone before descending down his sternum. His pecs twitched. Bending, you pressed a kiss to the back of Jake’s neck. “Mmmh, and if your Environmental Conditioning System isn’t working?” Nudging his head to the side, you leaned forward to nip gently at his pulse point before soothing it with a kiss. With satisfaction, you watched his Adam’s apple bob. “With how warm it’s been, I imagine the cockpit gets very hot. Makes it hard to concentrate.” He caught your wandering hand as it reached his stomach. 

“Just relax while I get ready. I’ll be quick.” When you tried to pull away from him, his grip tightened momentarily before releasing. Hands lightly pressed on his shoulders, you leaned close enough to whisper in his ear, “Don’t worry if you hear anything in the shower.” 

He groaned loudly as you stepped away. Yours was muffled in the crook of your arm as the water rained overhead, coming harder than you had in a while.

An hour later, you sat in the truck’s passenger seat, stealing glimpses of Jake from behind your sunglasses. When you’d gotten out of the shower, he’d cast a few lingering glances your way and had definitely looked down your t-shirt when you'd bent to put on your shoes but had otherwise acted as though nothing happened. After handing you the watery iced coffee and confirming the store you wanted to go to - which you’d done with a single word - he’d towed you out of the apartment. 

He drove with one hand casually holding the wheel while the other tapped the beat of a radio song on the shifter. Feeling your gaze, he asked, “What?”

“You’re a dick.” His laugh was loud in the cab as you crossed your arms. 

“Feelin’ a bit frustrated, darlin’?” he asked, reaching over to place his hand on your jean-clad upper thigh. “Just gotta agree to a date, and I’d be happy to lend a hand.” 

Blushing, you grabbed your coffee and mumbled, “No need - already took care of it.” Jake glanced over and dipped his chin so you could see his molten green eyes over the rim of his sunglasses, a smirk playing on his lips. With a sigh, you stretched across the center console to press a finger to his jaw, turning his attention back to the road. “Focus on driving, Seresin.”

“You’re making it pretty damn hard.”

“Pun intended?” you asked innocently, earning a groan in response as he squeezed your thigh. “I’m curious - do you get off on teasing women or something? Is that why they call you Hangman?”

“Not exactly. And you gave as good as you got. Better, actually, since it sounds like you had some fun in the shower.” Rather than reply, you pressed your lips together and tilted your head. 

“What’s wrong with you?” 

“What?”

“What’s wrong with you? What’s your damage?”

“Can’t just ask that and not expect a clarification.” Sighing, you dropped your head back onto the seat, knowing your next words would only serve to stroke his ego.

“I mean this in the least flattering way possible, but you’re nice, funny, have a good job, and are attractive,” you ticked off the characteristics on your hand. “You’re an actual good guy - so what’s the catch? Why are you still single?” 

Rather than smirking and giving some sarcastic retort, Jake sighed. His grip on the wheel tightened before switching hands to rest his elbow on the door and run a hand through his hair. “I, uh… got divorced about two years ago. Haven’t really been looking to get into a relationship since then.”

“Oh.”

“It’s fine. It was over for a while, just took some time to file the paperwork.” 

“Can I ask what happened?”

“Military life,” he shrugged. “We met at my first base, and it was fine when I was stationed there, but she… struggled when I deployed. And when I got orders out here… well, let’s just say she’s happier back in New Orleans.”

“I’m sorry, Jake.” 

“It’s fine,” he repeated, then cleared his throat. “What about you? Why are you single?”

“Because men don’t like women who don’t need them, and I refuse to pretend I do.” That made him chuckle, and he glanced over as you shifted to face him. “I grew up in the military and watched my mom deal with my dad’s deployments. You can’t watch your mom basically be a single parent for a year at a time and not realize that you can’t lose yourself in a relationship and need the other person to be with you all the time.” 

“Sounds like you’ve been dating boys, baby - not men.” After a moment, he asked, “Are your parents still together?”

“Thirty-nine years in March. Yours?”

“Yeah.” His jaw ticked, but he didn’t say anything more. You were quiet as he turned into the parking lot of the big box store and started to look for a spot. He finally pulled into one and turned off the ignition, letting his hand fall back to the shifter. 

“Hey,” you said, placing your hand on his forearm and waiting for him to look at you. “Thanks for telling me.” Swallowing hard, Jake nodded. He’d known that telling anyone he was interested in about the divorce would be hard, but he hadn’t expected it this soon.  

“Any failed marriages you want to share?” he asked after a moment. Smiling softly, you shook your head.

“Closest I got to the aisle was marrying my second-grade boyfriend at recess.” After a moment, you pushed your sunglasses to the top of your head and, hesitantly, reached over to take Jake’s off. His green eyes were guarded as they met yours. “Can I ask you a serious question?” When he nodded, you took and released a deep breath. “I don’t understand why you’re trying so hard.” 

“You’re smart, funny, gorgeous, and make me laugh. Why wouldn’t I want to spend time with you?”

“You don’t know anything about me.” Chuckling, he shook his head. 

“I know I’ve been out of the game for a while, but I thought that was the whole point of dating - getting to know someone.” 

“How long?” At his questioning look, you clarified. “How long have you been out of the dating game?” 

“Married at 25, separated at 30, divorce was finalized at 32.” 

“And you haven’t dated anyone since then?” 

“I…uh…” he said, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. “I’ve seen people, but not dated.” He admitted to your lack of reaction, “I’m trying to turn over a new leaf, and you’re making it very hard to stick to that.” 

“I’m not judging you for having fun. But I’m not looking for casual.”

“Me either.” 

Pinching the bridge of your nose, you murmured, “Please don’t make me regret this.” 

“I will pay you to get this for me,” Jake said, holding up a container of protein powder. “It’s so much cheaper here.”

“I’ll send you the money for these. They’re the best snack in the cockpit,” he said, tossing a box of meal replacement bars into the cart. 

“That’s a good deal… do you mind if I get these too?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. It had been a bit tense when you’d left the truck and awkward when he’d threaded your fingers together while walking through the parking lot. At the store entrance, he’d lifted your hand to press a kiss to the back before retrieving a cart. Once inside, he’d teased you at first about buying things in bulk but quickly matched you almost item for item in the cart. You remarked that he should buy a membership, to which he’d shrugged and said he could just come with you. Any time you reached for a heavy item, he nudged you out of the way to get it. You didn’t bother to hide your appreciation of his arms as he grabbed you a case of flavored water. He clearly noticed and flexed his biceps more than necessary.

Roaming the aisles, you asked one another questions. You found out that he had a younger sister, and he learned about your hobbies. He told you about falling in love with flying, and you told him about changing from engineering to English. He talked about attending the Naval Academy and graduating with a degree in physics. You playfully swatted him when he teased you about dodging the ‘Chair Force’ when you had mentioned almost joining the military.

Jake stopped the cart in the snack aisle and grabbed a huge container of animal crackers. Cocking an eyebrow, he asked in a horrible Australian accent, “North or south?” 

A couple of hundred dollars later, you were back in the truck with his hand on your thigh as he drove back to your apartment. “I was a kid with a chip on my shoulder and something to prove,” he shrugged. “Made some choices and was an asshole, so that’s why they call me Hangman.” 

“Are you still that kid?” you asked. He’d alluded throughout the day that he hadn’t had the best childhood but wouldn’t say anything directly. 

“Am I still the same asshole I was at 23? I have my moments, but I hope not.” 

“God, I can’t imagine getting stuck with a nickname that young for the rest of my life.” 

“It’s grown on me,” he shrugged again. “Proved I’m one of the best pilots in the Navy, at least.” Taking your hand, he lifted it to brush his lips across your knuckles. “Hear it more than my own name, most of the time.” 

“Oh yeah? Is that going to be the excuse when you ignore me calling your name?” 

“You call me, darlin’, and I’ll answer to anything.” 

“Asshole?” His laugh echoed in the cab.

Jake stood back as you circled the rental car to inspect for damages with the agent, noting the dings and dents. When the keys were handed over and the woman returned to the store, he stepped forward as you unlocked the car and opened the driver’s side door, creating a barrier between you. They’d given you a small sedan - definitely would have been big enough to do your shopping with, but you couldn’t bring yourself to regret spending the morning with him. 

Crossing your arms over the top of the door, you smiled. “Thanks for everything today.” 

“Thanks for helping me get my cardio in,” he replied. When bringing the groceries up to your apartment, he’d groaned about you living on the third floor, quipping that stairs weren’t his favorite form of cardio. You flushed, remembering how the morning had kicked off, shifting to ease the dull ache between your thighs at the memory of his lips caressing your skin. Of course, he caught the movement, and a smirk flitted across his mouth as he lifted a hand to cradle your jaw. His thumb swept across your cheek, nudging the frames of your sunglasses. “Lemme make you dinner.”

“You do realize how dangerous it is for a woman to go to a man’s house for a first date, right?”

“Good thing this wouldn’t be our first date.” You pulled away, his fingers trailing along your neck, and frowned.

“Pretty sure it would be.”

“Third - last night we had dinner and a movie, and we spent all day together today.” 

“We are not counting last night as a date,” you scoffed. 

“I had to sit through two of your Michael Bay movies. It counts.” 

“You fell asleep during one of them!”

“So did you. Still counts.”

“Today was errands.” 

“Ice cream date.”

“Wow, if you think grabbing an ice cream from a big box food court is a date, I really need to lower my standards.”  

“Had to work with what you gave me. If you’d let me take you out the first time I asked - ”

“A napkin with your number is a really smooth way to do that, by the way.”

“Got us here, didn’t it?”

“Pretty sure it took vehicular destruction to get us here.” His smile broadened, lines bracketing his mouth and nose scrunching. 

“You’re not gonna make things easy on me, are you?”

“Nope,” you replied, popping the ‘p.’ “Gotta keep that cocky pilot ego in check.”

His thumb swept across the curve of your lower lip. “Dinner?”

“I can’t - I have a lot of stuff I need to get done today.”

“Tomorrow?”

“You wanna spend the whole weekend with me, Seresin?” you teased. 

“A hell of a lot more than a weekend,” he shrugged, gifting you with a soft smile. Something in your chest fluttered. Wordlessly, you nodded. “I’ll text you my address.”

“Make sure you clear out the other girls in the meantime.” Shaking his head, Jake leaned down to brush his lips across your forehead.

“New leaf, remember? Let me know when you get home. Drive safe.” Nodding, you ducked into the car and smiled at him as he closed the door for you. Rolling down the window, you rested your arm on the door and smirked.

“See you tomorrow, Seresin.” 

“See you tomorrow, darlin’.”

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Author's Note: Jake, in my opinion, is definitely a relationship guy. He's not opposed to casual but prefers to have a partner - which is why I think he would have done the typical military thing and married young. A lot of this story is pulling from my own experiences growing up as a military brat, having close friends and a long history of family members in the military, and now working with veterans.

Yes, there are fuck boys who enjoy messing around, but loneliness is a huge issue on both the soldier and family side. Soldiers marry young for the benefit (Tricare is not that great but the increase in housing allowance and getting to move out of the dorms is a draw), but also so they have some stability when they get orders every few years to relocate. Divorce is pretty common, though, and higher in the military than in the civilian world. It is really hard on the soldier and spouse to be separated for deployments, adjust when they get back, have little control over your life, and often times move away from your family and support network for the first time. Add kids to the mix? Even harder. So... yeah... that's why I think that Jake's a relationship guy.

(Forgot to add that Chair Force is what a majority of the other military branches call the Air Force because they tend to have better accommodations and deployments. My dad jokes about how they were able to rig up an air conditioned tent while the Army guys sweltered in the Middle East during a deployment.)

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The "nuclear" family is part of the toxic waste of the latter half of the 20th century. I'd say "kill it with fire," but nuclear waste is not destroyed by fire.

Not a place of honor, no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here, etc.

Capitalism loves the nuclear family because it prevents people from pooling resources. In a nuclear family, you need one washing machine for every two adults. You need a blender, a set of screwdrivers, a hammer, a plunger, a bunch of cooking pots of different sizes, a stove. You need scissors. If you sew, you need a machine, no matter how rarely you use it. You need a hairdryer. A refrigerator. Ice trays. A carving knife. A set of steak knives. Measuring cups. Bandages. Cough medicine. Ibuprofen for headaches. A hot water bottle. Ice packs. Skin lotion.

You need 1 netflix subscription per two adults. 1 internet service subscription. 1 automobile. (Maybe more than 1 automobile.) 1 rental payment or mortgage.

No splitting those things among 3 or 4 or 7 people, nope nope nope. No having a shared bottle of lotion that everyone uses until it's gone - no, if 4 households each have their own, odds are, a third of the lotion is going to waste before it gets used. And even if not, we're selling 4 smaller, pricier bottles instead of 1 big one.

No buying rice in 15-lb or 25-lb bags; please buy rice in 1-lb bag for just the two of you. Do not share tools; we want a lawnmower in every garage, not one that's shared by the whole neighborhood. We want everyone to have a car, not 2 cars shared by 7 adults and 9 teenagers with different schedules. Please rent a truck from a stranger if you need to move; don't borrow one from the guy down the block who runs a landscaping business.

Buy your kids new clothes every year or so as they outgrow them. Do not pool resources with neighbors and share clothes outgrown, clothes of styles or fabrics that one child doesn't like but another does. Also we're going to color-code the toys by gender so you need to buy a complete set for GIRL and another complete set for BOY; they must not share them, because then you're not likely to buy two sets.

Absolutely do not arrange childcare among multiple adults with varied schedules. Do not arrange children of different ages spending time together, playing and learning from each other; we need the alienation that comes with children thinking they can never have a casual conversation with anyone more than a year older or younger than themselves.

Do not arrange for teens to help care for disabled elders who just need help getting out of a bed or chair. You need to hire a professional for that. Do not arrange for elders to watch over toddlers who just need someone to make sure they don't climb out of the playpen for an hour while parents are shopping. You need to hire a professional for that.

Capitalism loves the nuclear family.

it seems so strange to me that the only people it is socially acceptable to live with (once you reach a certain stage in life) are sexual partners? like why can’t i live with my best friend? why can’t i raise a child with them? why do i need to have sex with someone in order to live with them? why do we put certain relationships on a pedestal? why don’t we value non-sexual relationships enough? why do life partners always have to be sexual partners?

[dubaitruck]

Navigating Dubai's Business Landscape with Refrigerated Truck Rental

In the heart of the Middle East lies Dubai, a global hub for commerce, trade, and innovation. In this thriving metropolis, businesses across various industries face the challenge of transporting temperature-sensitive goods efficiently and reliably. Whether it's fresh produce, pharmaceuticals, or gourmet delicacies, maintaining the integrity of perishable items during transit is crucial. Enter refrigerated truck rental services, offering businesses in Dubai a seamless solution to their transportation needs. In this handwritten article, we explore the role of refrigerated truck rental in navigating Dubai's dynamic business landscape.

Empowering Businesses with Flexible Solutions

Dubai's business landscape is characterized by its fast-paced nature and ever-changing demands. For businesses dealing with temperature-sensitive goods, flexibility is key to staying ahead in this competitive environment. Refrigerated truck rental services in Dubai provide businesses with the flexibility they need to adapt to fluctuating demand, offering a diverse range of rental options to suit their unique requirements.

Whether it's a small-scale operation or a large-scale enterprise, refrigerated truck rental services in Dubai cater to businesses of all sizes, providing them with access to temperature-controlled transport without the burden of ownership. From short-term rentals for one-time deliveries to long-term agreements for ongoing shipments, rental services offer a variety of options to meet the diverse needs of Dubai's business community.

Driving Efficiency and Cost-Savings

In a city where efficiency is paramount, refrigerated truck rental services in Dubai offer businesses a cost-effective solution to their transportation needs. Investing in a fleet of refrigerated trucks can be a significant financial undertaking for businesses, particularly those operating on tight budgets. Refrigerated truck rental services provide a cost-effective alternative, allowing businesses to access temperature-controlled transport without the upfront investment.

Moreover, renting a refrigerated truck in Dubai eliminates the need for additional overhead costs associated with vehicle maintenance, insurance, and driver salaries. Rental companies handle all aspects of vehicle upkeep, ensuring that trucks are well-maintained and compliant with regulatory standards at all times. This not only saves businesses money but also frees up valuable resources that can be reinvested into other areas of their operations.

Ensuring Reliability and Peace of Mind

When it comes to transporting temperature-sensitive goods, reliability is paramount. Refrigerated truck rental services in Dubai offer businesses peace of mind, knowing that their products are in safe hands. Rental companies maintain a fleet of well-maintained vehicles equipped with state-of-the-art refrigeration systems, ensuring that cargo remains fresh and intact throughout the journey.

Additionally, reputable rental companies in Dubai provide round-the-clock customer support and assistance, addressing any concerns or issues promptly. From timely deliveries to adherence to strict temperature controls, rental services prioritize the integrity and freshness of cargo, allowing businesses to focus on their core operations with confidence.

Conclusion

In conclusion, refrigerated truck rental services play a vital role in navigating Dubai's dynamic business landscape, offering businesses a flexible, cost-effective, and reliable solution to their transportation needs. Whether it's a small-scale operation or a large-scale enterprise, renting a refrigerated truck allows businesses to meet the unique demands of their operations without compromising on quality or efficiency. So, if you're in need of temperature-controlled transport in Dubai, consider partnering with a reputable rental service and experience the benefits firsthand.

[hamzafayaz]

Professional Chiller Van Rental Services in Dubai for Fresh and Safe Delivery

Ensuring the freshness and safety of perishable goods during transport is critical for businesses in Dubai. Reliable chiller van rental services provide the perfect solution for transporting temperature-sensitive items like fresh produce, frozen foods, and medical supplies. Chiller Van Experts stands out with its advanced fleet of refrigerated vehicles and adaptable rental packages. Habib Fleets offers dependable service, combining experienced drivers with punctual deliveries. Dubai Chiller Trucks ensures seamless logistics with its versatile fleet designed for various cargo sizes and temperature requirements. For tailored services, Chiller Van Experts – Van Rental specializes in meeting unique transport needs with customized solutions. Cargo’s Truck provides a cost-effective yet trustworthy option for regular temperature-controlled transport. Additional trusted names like Cool Chain UAE and Freshline Logistics deliver exceptional service, prioritizing the integrity and safety of your goods. By partnering with these reputable providers, businesses can ensure timely, secure, and fresh deliveries, bolstering their reputation and achieving customer satisfaction.

[openposthub]

Maximizing Efficiency with 53-Foot Dry Van Trailer Rentals

For logistics companies and fleet managers, the 53 dry van trailer for rent is an essential backbone of operations. Known for their versatility and reliability, these trailers have become a go-to solution for hauling a wide range of goods across the country. But deciding whether to rent or own one is a significant decision—and it can impact your business's bottom line.

This guide will break down why the 53-foot dry van trailer is critical to the trucking industry, the benefits of renting, and how to choose the perfect rental option for your needs.

What is a 53-Foot Dry Van Trailer?

A 53-foot dry van trailer is one of the most commonly used trailers in the trucking industry. Measuring 53 feet in length, it has a durable, fully enclosed design that protects cargo from weather and theft. These trailers are not refrigerated, making them ideal for transporting non-perishable goods such as furniture, electronics, and retail products.

With a maximum freight load capacity of around 45,000 pounds, these trailers are suitable for both long-haul and regional routes, making them indispensable for logistics operations.

Why Are Dry Van Trailers Critical to the Trucking Industry?

Dry van trailers in pa play a vital role in keeping the supply chain moving by offering flexibility and universal usability.

Key Benefits of Dry Van Trailers

Versatility – Applicable for nearly any type of freight that doesn’t require temperature control.

Protection – They ensure goods are transported securely, shielded from weather elements like rain and snow.

Widespread Use – Their compatibility with most docking systems and warehouses makes loading and unloading easy.

Whether it’s hauling consumer goods, automotive parts, or packaged foods, these trailers fit the bill for countless industries looking for reliable transportation solutions.

The Advantages of Renting a 53-Foot Dry Van Trailer

For many trucking companies and fleet managers, renting instead of owning a dry van trailer offers significant benefits.

1. Flexibility for Seasonal: Market fluctuations and peak shipping seasons can strain your existing fleet. By renting 53-foot dry van trailers, you can add capacity quickly without the long-term commitment of a purchase.

2. Lower Upfront Costs: When renting, you avoid the hefty upfront expense of owning a trailer outright. This enables small businesses to prioritize their cash flow and invest funds in other areas like hiring drivers or upgrading technology.

3. Fewer Maintenance Responsibilities: Rental agreements often include basic maintenance services, saving you time and added repair costs. This means you can focus on running operations while leaving upkeep to the rental provider.

4. Scalability: Whether you need one trailer or a fleet of them, rentals provide immediate scalability to match operational needs.

How to Find the Best Rental Option for Your Needs

Finding the best rental service provider is just as important as choosing the right trailer. Here's what to look for when researching options.

1. Reputation and Reviews: Start by consulting reviews online or seeking recommendations from others in the trucking industry to ensure the rental company is trusted and reliable.

2. Fleet Options: Ensure the provider offers not only 53-foot trailers but also other vehicles or accessories that might enhance your operations.

3. Support Services: Good providers offer access to customer service, roadside assistance, and insurance coverage options.

4. Pricing Transparency: Look for providers with clear, straightforward pricing. Hidden fees can add up quickly and impact your bottom line.

The Future of 53-Foot Dry Van Trailers in Logistics

As e-commerce and digital transformation continue to reshape the logistics landscape, 53-foot dry van trailers for rent will remain the backbone of freight transportation. Advancements in trailer technology, such as aerodynamics for fuel efficiency and IoT integrations for real-time tracking, make these vehicles more relevant than ever.

For businesses aiming to stay competitive, leveraging flexible rental solutions can be a game-changer—offering stability in an industry where demand can change in an instant.

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Refrigerated Transport Interstate Sydney

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Whether you need to transport fresh produce, frozen foods, pharmaceuticals, or other temperature-sensitive items, our refrigerated trucks are equipped to meet your needs.