Phil span around, "You what?"
"You heard me," Suzie said, matter of factly from the passenger seat. "Now, less of the arguing. We have an obbo to do."
"How could I forget? A day of pretending to be your boyfriend." He shuddered,
"Yeah well I'm not exactly over-joyed about it either!" Suzie got out of the car and slammed the door behind her, her dark hair fanning out behind her in the wind. Phil jumped out of the car and held her wrists with his hands,
"We're supposed to be a couple, not arguing and causing a scene!" Hissed Phil, he let go of one of her hands, but kept the other lightly in his grasp. It was uncomfortable, there was no denying it, but it had to be done.
Phil Hunter had never liked her; too sensible, too controlled. Even her eyes annoyed him, there was always that unapproachable glint in them. And that plait she always had her hair in, what was with that? Was she a school kid? Phil pulled faces at her turned back and made a list mentally of all the things he hated about her, there were quite a few.
Following the suspect, keeping a steady pace, Phil walked with Suzie into a café at the side of the road. They ordered drinks and sat the other side of the room, keeping an eye on the bloke they were following. The conversation turned to interests, and the occasional light joke was passed. Phil smiled, he'd always thought she had no sense of humor, that she was armored completely of any emotion.
"So, um.." Suzie smiled slightly, "What about you?"
"I was fourteen, running up the garden to see Chelsea on telly, smack into the kitchen door, the glass splintered and that's where I got this," he pointed to a scar just below his temple.
"Ouch," Suzie was trying to suppress a laugh though.
"Hey, no laughing! It hurt!"
"How could you not have seen the door?" She smirked,
"I was a few cards short of the full pack, shall we say," Phil grinned and nodded suddenly towards the suspect, "Oi, look."
Abandoning the conversation, they got up, taking hands once again, and following.
Phil and Suzie made their way out of the cafe and began to follow the suspect. Walking down the street hand in hand Suzie leaned up and whispered into Phil's ear. "He doesn't seem to be going anywhere, you think he's clocked us? It's the second time he's been in this park today." Phil replied, "He could be meeting his contact." Suzie sighs reluctantly, Phil continues "You don't think so?"
Suzie chuckles "You want my opinion now?".. Phil Shrugs ..."It's to open, he would be that careless... Oh he's checking us in the mirrors of the cars. What do we do?"
Phil puts his arm around Suzie's waist and gently puts her against the side of the building. "He still looking?" Suzie checks discreetly over Phil's shoulder and nods, leaning back brings their faces only an inch away.
Suzie sighs, just as uncomfortable as Phil, "Well we can't stand like this until he walks on or susses us!"
Phil starts to get annoyed unconsciously moving closer to Suzie, they're almost pressing against each others bodies now. "You don't think I know that... Alright, we need to convince him were a real couple?"
"And how do you suggest that, we can barely be civil to each other." Suzie says sharply, a look of annoyance on her face.
"Sounds like a normal couple to me then." He gives the trade mark grin.
They laugh together, foreheads resting against the other. Suzie nervously says "What now then? He's still not convinced."
"There is one thing we could try?" Suzie looks confused. They look up at each other, Phil moves in for a kiss...
Before she knew it, his lips were on hers. It was so incredibly awkward at first, not even Phil's womanising technique could warm that cold exterior. After a few seconds, Suzie began to relax and felt herself give in. Just for a moment, until she knew the suspect would believe their charade. Then she pulled away so abrupt, leaving Phil confused.
"God.." he muttered under his breath. He looked up at her a little held-back. He noticed the difference in her eyes; a little softer toward him. Only a very very tiny amount had changed, but it was enough for him to consider her an okay person. Almost.
It had confused him. There was no way he had expected their first kiss to be that good- or that they would ever have a first kiss at all. But was it good? He thought; there was something about it.. Not like the other women he'd kissed before. Not all up for it, not bashful like Sam, not sexy and controlled like Cindy.. But something.
That was something he really had not been counting on. He let go of her waist and coughed. Where as, she surveyed him for a moment with careful eyes.
"We er- better get after him." Phil said sharply, diverting attention. "You coming?" he asked, and strode quickly in the direction of the suspect. Suzie struggled to keep up, her heels clicking on the pavement.
"Phil, can you slow down?!"
"We need to find him, Suzie. The point of an OBBO is that you OBserve." Phil rounded a corner and caught sight of him. Then he slowed a little, keeping a careful eye on the man, he seemed to suspect nothing.
Suzie sped up her steps trying to keep up with Phil, half wanting to catch up half not, when he slowed down after a few minutes awkward silence she tersely says, "You know he'll suspect if one minute were all over each other and the next were not even speaking."
Phil lets out a big huff, "I am the sergant! I will decide how and what we do on this OBBO!"
Suzie walks off after they're suspect only pausing when she hears Phil's phone ring.
They're glaring at each other doesn't stop when Phil answers the phone, "Guv, Yeah we still have him.... alright... you sure... perfect ... see you soon as Guv. govner says to pick him up"
Suzie shoots Phil a dirty glance at his obvious relief from the awkward situation.
