Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with CSI: New York
I've been reading fan-fiction for years now, and this is my first attempt at writing.
I hope you enjoy.
Touch
It was just a simple touch. So gentle that it sent shivers down her spine, as his hand brushed her face, pushing the fallen piece of hair back behind her ear, leaving in its wake a trail of tingling and flushed pink skin. Her chestnut eyes locked with his light blue orbs for what seemed like eternity, when in reality it was only a few precious seconds. Then as quickly as it had started his hand was gone, stuffed back into his pocket, and his eyes broke from hers and once again they were just colleagues and nothing more.
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