Disclaimer: Not mine, but I'm going to play with them anyway.
A/N1: This is chapter 1 of who knows how many… it's short, just a little something to get your attention. Let me know if you think it's worth continuing.. Reviews are appreciated… Thanks!
A/N2: I was listening to Tegan and Sara when I wrote this chapter… 'On Directing' from their new album Sainthood..
"More than Coffee"
-SentimentalTune
I wish you wouldn't look at me like that, like I'm the only person in the room…
It's unnerving, almost to the point of being obnoxious..
When you look at me that way, I can think of one thing, and one thing only… last night.
Make love to me, make me yours…
Your words come back to me, and I feel a thin line of sweat start to form on my brow. I bite my bottom lip, trying to listen as details of the case fill the air between warm brown eyes focus on me, and for a moment, I lose my focus, forget that I am supposed to be listening and contributing to the discussion that is going on around us.
I push my glasses back up to where they belong, suddenly aware of the fact that it is warmer than usual in the precinct. I take a deep breath, exhale slowly, quietly, as not to draw attention to myself.
I look up to find that your eyes are still on me, only this time, they are a darker shade of brown, filled with want, with something primal that is bordering on need. You don't avert your eyes, instead, I watch as you slowly look me over. Your eyes sweep from head to toe, then back up to make direct eye contact with me once more.
You flash me a small smile, and I can't help but smirk.
I know what you're thinking, and unless I miss my guess, you have a few ideas about how to kill the two hours I have before I have to be in court.
Once the briefing is over, you casually make your way over to me, your hip just barely brushing up against mine."I'm going out to get coffee… care to join me?" You ask, your voice low and gravelly, but still as smooth as silk.
Make love to me…
Your words crash into me once more, and I feel a familiar warmth spread throughout my entire body."I have to be in court in two hours."
You smile seductively."That's plenty of time… for coffee." You assure me, slipping your leather jacket on then handing me my cashmere coat.I allow you to lead the way, knowing that since your apartment is closer, that's where we'll end up.
"El, call me if anything comes up. We're gonna go grab some decent coffee.." You shout over your shoulder, seemingly unconcerned with some of the knowing looks we're getting as we make our way out of the precinct.
Everyone in here knows we are not going out for coffee…
A small smile dances across my lips as it occurs to me that I don't give a damn.