What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Hold me tight and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go

It's another day in the office and we in the middle of a case and although I'm on hold to BT, I just can't concentrate. I can't any more, ever since you drunkenly kissed me last week. It sparked the feeling that I was doing a great job of hiding and now everything's about you. You fit into everything no matter what I'm thinking about and it leaves me like I am now the BT secretary is talking to me again and I'm lost. I can't remember what the purpose of the phone call was. This have to stop, God I'm Sandra Pullman, I don't do this. I don't fall in love and if I'm going to keep hiding this and actually do my job then something's going to need to change.

I often tell myself that we could be more than just friends
I know you think that if we move too soon it would all end
I live in misery when you're not around
And I won't be satisfied till we're taking those vows
There'll be some love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin' love
Love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin'...

There's times like this when I think it could work, when I'm sitting here at my desk and can see you sneaking glances at me and all I can see on your face is love. It's times like this I have to remind myself it won't work not only due to this whole being your boss thing but because quite frankly neither of us are great at relationships and it would result in a lot of arguments and I can't do that to either of us. But then I can't live with the misery of you not being here but in reality that's my problem not yours.

What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Hold me tight and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go
There'll be some love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin' love
Love makin', heart breakin', soul shakin'...

You'd never go for a man like me, I mean I have 3 ex wife's and I'm not exactly your type. Then there's the fact you're my boss and you're way out of my league. I have felt something about you since I learnt the hard way not to call you sweetheart and that you weren't the weak cow who shot a dog that I thought you were. I can see you in your office trying to tell the poor person on the other end of the phone what you want and I can see the fact whoever it is doesn't understand you and still you stay in perfect control. You see me looking at you and that smile that I see whenever I close my eyes is being flashed at me and I can't help but go red at the fact you've seen me staring.

What's it gonna be 'cuz I can't pretend
Don't you want to be more than friends
Hold me tight and don't let go
Don't let go
You have the right to lose control
Don't let go

Runnin in and outta my life
Has got me so confused
You gotta make the sacrifice
Somebody's gotta choose
We can make it if we try
For the sake of you and I
Together we can make it right

They both want to be together and from my eyes, yes they may be rubbish at this kind of thing but I think they'd muddle through. They want to be more than friends and if I'm honest I want that for them so I don't have to put up with this teenage like staring and blushing. Gerry's heart belongs to Sandra and although she'd deny it and she doesn't do love, every day a little bit more of her heart is given to Gerry. I need them to stop this at the moment we have work to do.

"Sandra? Gerry? You're needed down in interview room 4." I tell them.

"Why?"

"I'm not sure, just got a call."

They've gone down and I've followed and locked them both in, they need to talk. I may be the oldest and considered the most grumpy but I can still be sneaky and they'll thank me for this later.