Timothy Speedle was bored out of his mind.
Megan had insisted everyone attend at least one Miami Dade Police Department certified sexual harassment seminar. Tim had been the most vocal against it, saying they knew the difference more than anybody, that they were wasting taxpayers' dollars, it was a waste of valuable lab time, etc, etc. He'd held out the longest, until Alexx, Megan, and Horatio ganged up on him in the break room, insisting he had to take one for the team.
So there he was, bored to tears, listening to a woman drone on and on (sounding bizarrely like Charlie Brown's teacher) about stuff he already knew. And so, his bored young, hormone riddled mind turned to his lover and what he'd rather be doing right now. Which inevitably mixed with the seminar.
For example, the words "Can be defined as inappropriate touching" linked to his lover grabbing his ass when no one was looking. Or when a certain someone leered, though his lover preferred the term "admiring", his ass when he bent over the microscopes.
When the impossibly nasal voice of the speaker said "Inappropriate innuendos" Tim had to chuckle, which caused several of his neighbors to stare at him in alarm. Tim usually made the innuendos, hoping to pull that incredibly cute blush from his lover. He wondered if Megan did this on purpose or something, she and Calleigh seemed determine to get his at-work-sexcapades on tape. Little voyeurs the both of them, he thought, and grinned.
Which caused his neighbor to scoot her seat as far from him as possible, because honestly, all the dirty thoughts were making his face contort into a pervert's grin. Tim nearly whopped for joy when the seminar ended. He'd have to come back the next day for Part Two (or The Revenge, as he mentally called it), but for now he had a lover hunt down and bed. Bed him hard and dirty. He grinned.
Horatio wasn't gonna see it coming.