Hi Guys! This is my first Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D Story and only my second publication, so please, go easy on me? And let me know what you think!
*Grant POV*
She doesn't know how beautiful she is, thought agent Grant ward, as he drank his morning coffee.
He was watching her reading a book 'something to do with biology that was way far off anything he could understand' and chewing on her bottom lip.
He kept telling himself, the only reason he jumped out of the plane was because she was part of the team, nothing else – but he knows that not seeing her smiling face every day, or hearing her reassuring voice during a mission, would be a worse pain than explosion by Chitauri helmet.
He plays it cool, keeps it professional, but clenches his hands with a crunch when she gives Fitz a good morning hug.
So when Skye comes in and tells them that there all going to the pub that evening to blow o some steam, he surprises himself.
"Sure, I could do with a beer."
*Jemma POV*
She had always admired Ward. Of course he was gorgeous, muscular and an incredible agent, but there was also a soft side to him, that he rarely let anyone see.
Until he jumped out of an aeroplane to save her. Then she fell in love with him.
It was a stupid crush, she told herself. He was obviously into Skye. He was obviously better suited to someone like Skye! Never in a million years would he be interested in plain old Jemma, when a supermodel like Skye was around.
That's not to say she didn't like Skye, she considered them to be close friends, but it was frustrating, knowing that your friends will always be the first thing on his mind.
So when her friend invited her to go for a drink, she welcomed the idea.
What harm could come from a few drinks with colleagues?
***Next Chapter, Some Simmons/Ward interaction, and Jemma gets into a little bit of trouble after
a few drinks…..***