She gasped as her shoulders were pushed, followed by the rest of her body, into a spare room of Sun Hill Police Station. The only thing stopping her from screaming was his soft hand, lightly covering her mouth. It was in a gentle way, not meant as a punishment.
He spun her round until they were face to face in the darkness. He threw his hand behind his back and scrabbled around until he found the light switch. Once it was found, he flicked it on and stood smiling at her. As her eyes adjusted to the new bright light, she instantly recognised his soft features, his brown eyes, and his smile, the same one that made her go weak.
"You scared me" she said weakly, not wanting to break the silence.
"I missed you too much" he said, just as weakly, but with an air of romance.
"I missed you too" she whispered as she moved closer in to his arms, and rested her head on his chest.
"We should meet up tonight" she continued, willing him to accept, simply so she didn't spend the night alone with only a bottle of Wine and an episode of Desperate housewives for company.
"I can't" he shot his eyes down, as he felt hers burning into her neck. "Sorry, Phillipa's going out and I have to look after Jake."
She knew he couldn't help it, and he k new that she felt let down. Both of them were upset. But he was easily forgiven in her eyes, and vice versa.
"I was thinking…" he muttered, then trailed off.
"Yes" she said still into his chest, trying to pick up the conversation.
Suddenly, just as he was about to continue, someone on the outside of the room, turned the handle, in an attempt to enter the room. Instinctively, she grabed the door handle, as did he, to give the impression that the door was locked. They both knew that if the person had entered the room, even if they weren't in each others arms, it would still take a lot of explaining on both parts. So making the door appear locked was the easiest option, to save both their skins.
The outside intruder gave up, and moved on, much to both of their relief. Both their hands were still on the door handle, so he took hers in his, and took it up to his chest and placed their hands on his heart, then with a slight tug of her arm, they were instantly inches apart. He titled his head to the left, and she mirrored on the right As their lips touched, she could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. They simmered in the romance of each other for a few longing moments, as neither one wanted to part. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, a wonderful eternity at that, she broke away from him.
"I better go" she said, although both heart and mind contrasted the decision,
"Me too" he said, his thoughts reflecting hers exactly. He pulled away further, but kept her hand tightly in his grip.
"I'll see when I'm free and then we can do something. I promise" he said with an air of trust, trying to reassure her that he was trying.
"yeah" she said complacently, reaching for the door handle, exiting the room, and leaving him alone, only his buzzing thoughts for friends.