"Garcia…" Derek kissed her hair. "You're my girl."
Penelope smiled at her computer after he left one hand raising slightly to touch the spot where he'd kissed her hair.
Oh she did just love flirting with Derek. "Sugar… I will always be your girl." She murmured softly before returning her fingers to her keyboard and typing rapidly.
She knew there would probably be nothing serious between them. But heck… she was a slightly overweight, girl in glasses, who really didn't get much attention from guys.
Not that she was ever really out of the Den of Supreme Awesomeness for long.
When they worked cases, she was there all the time. , living for the moments when he'd call… thrilling through very flirtation. Enjoying every chance she was given the opportunity to provide him just what he needed at that moment.
Every time, his mellow, silky voice said 'Baby Girl." Her heart gave an extra little thump because it was Derek Morgan saying it with such a little insinuation… an implied intimacy between them.
Because she certainly wasn't a baby and clearly at her age wasn't really a girl. Not to mention the things they saw in this line of work… well, no one could maintain innocence for long.
And yet… he was the only one of the team that she trusted enough to let them violate her personal space. She frowned slightly at the screen, mulling it over.
If anyone else had tried to kiss her hair, she would have decked them.
But not him.
Not her Sugar.
She smiled. He was her hotness… her sugar… the one that she would trust with her life and the protection of her personal space. Even if it meant letting him into her bubble.
She ran her fingers through her hair, smiling again as his words ran through her mind.
"Garcia… You're my girl…"
