Why is it?

Chapter 1

Samantha Nixon walked into CID 10 minutes late and headed for her office before Phil Hunter stepped in front of her.

"You're late." He joked.

"How very observant of you." She said sarcastically. "I was speaking with Jack."

"Oh, well there's a drug obbo on today, we've got briefing in 5 minutes."

"Thank you Phil." Phil moved for her to go past, and she moved the same way and they bobbed in different directions a couple of times in her attempt to get past, before Phil stopped still and she squeezed in between him and a desk.

As she slipped past him, he turned his head and whispered in her ear.

"Oh… and erm…" she stopped, listening, but not looking at him. "Don't be late again." His voice was smooth and seductive. She could feel his warm breath on her ear, moving her hair slightly. She stood motionless for a moment before continuing past and walking into her office.

She closed her office door behind her and sat in her chair, put her head in her hands, and tried to compose herself with little success. Why was it that Phil could always do this to her? Why was it only him that could do this to her?

There was a knock at the door and she answered trying to keep her voice steady.

"Yes." Phil walked through the door.

"Meeting's about to start Gov." again, she tried to steady her voice.

"I'll be there in a minute."

"Are you alright Gov? You sound a bit shaken." He smiled knowingly and flashed her his trademark grin as he shut the door behind him. Sam stood up, only to find that her legs had turned to jelly. She sat back down and took a few deep breaths before standing up again. She was still wobbly, but was able to walk. She came out of her office and scanned the room, there was a seat next to Jo, no wait Zain was moving to sit there. She sighed and took the seat next to Phil.

Meanwhile

"Zain, will you do me a favour?"

"What?"

"Go sit next to Jo."

"Why?" He spotted Sam coming out of her office. "Oh right."

"I just need to talk to her."

"I see."

"It's not like that. Look… I'll give you 20 quid."

"Don't worry I get it. I'm gone." With that Zain got up and moved into the spare seat next to Jo.

As Sam sat down at the back of the room, behind one of the desks, Phil smiled at her innocently and all she could do is smile back.

Hey, thanks for reading please review and tell me what you think and I will ud soon, hopefully sometime today.

Luv Sam xxx