„Wow, I'm glad this case is over. It really wore me out to handle this," Ryan said, glancing at Calleigh.

She nodded and replied, „Sure did. I would just like to kick back and relax now."

„How about getting some drinks?"

Calleigh paused and gathered her thoughts. Even though she was with a handsome architect named James Carlisle, she had never stopped thinking of Ryan. He had filled her mind long but she had forced herself to let go as they could not have a relationship.

„Well, James is at a conference for another two days..."

He cut her off, „I meant it in a friendly way, not in a hitting on you way," and grinned, amused.

She smiled back. „I know. I was just thinking out loud. Where do you want to take me?"

„I don't know. Find out on the way?"

Calleigh grinned. „Sure, why not?"

It was only midnight but Calleigh was already exhausted. They had been dancing practically the whole night and combined with the drinks she had had, her head was slightly spinning. She leaned on Ryan as they got outside to get some fresh air.

His heart shrank at the sudden touch of her head. She breathed warm air on his neck, making him spin as well. Calleigh smelled like cinnamon, vanilla and cherry, combined with her own unique smell. Ryan gulped hard to keep thinking straight.

„So... are you feeling alright?"

„Just a bit tired," she murmured and let out a yawn. She leaned even closer to him and he prayed to keep control of himself. He would've just wanted to kiss her and fulfill all of his dreams about her.

„Let's get a taxi and go home?"

„You know my address."

They got themselves a taxi quite quick and Ryan gave the driver instructions to Calleigh's house. Inside, she seemed to have recovered and had a sparkle in her eyes he had not seen in a long time.

As they reached her house, he paid and they got out.

„So... want to come in for a second?" She hesitated a bit before asking but taking the amount of alcohol in account, she was very adequate.

„Why not."

They walked up the stairs and entered her apartment. Small and very Calleigh-ish.

„You can just sit here while I go and make some coffee."

Despite saying that she didn't move. She hadn't quite realised that Ryan hadn't moved as well and they were standing just inches apart. She gazed into his deep green eyes and wished she could get lost in them.

His breathing became rapid as he scented her again. The way she looked at him was just overwhelmingly torturing and his mind stopped working.

For a minute they just stood and looked at each other, neither wanting to make the first move.

„Maybe you should make that coffee," he said, leaning even more closer.

„I probably should," she replied in a bare whisper almost touching his lips.

He decided to take things into his hands and kissed her. First tender and soft, as not to frighten her but he soon felt her deepening the kiss. His breathing quickened even more as she leaned against him and placed her hands behind his neck, bringing him closer. He did the same so they were closer than ever. But it wasn't enough for neither one.

Calleigh continued to kiss him as her hands sneaked under his shirt, caressing his stomach softly, making him moan a bit. In return he caressed her back and she could feel the heat of his hands through the delicate fabric.

She moaned in protest when he pulled apart but was somewhat glad to be able to breathe again. Their foreheads touched and he looked deeply into her eyes.

„I couldn't have held it inside myself for any longer," he said, caressing her face tenderly.

She smiled. „Me neither."

Their lips met again and she started to guide him towards the bedroom.

He stopped her and raised an eyebrow. „Are you sure? You might regret it in the morning."

„Not a chance," she replied, taking his hand and leading him to bedroom.