She had introduced herself and exclaimed that she was a fan of your work.
You had pushed her to the side, with all the other things on your mind, the last thing you wanted was another distraction.
But you had caught the sparkle in her blue eyes.
She was beautiful. She was someone you wanted to know.
You were still getting over your partner leaving, and you needed to heal. You needed to move on. You needed some type of closure.
You wanted to reach out and talk to her. See if she liked the things you liked.
You weren't easy on her, and she knew that you didn't mean it. She knew that you had your walls up high, and she was determined to break them down slowly.
She had made the first move by inviting you out for a drink one night after a case. You politely declined at first then took her up later on the offer.
She smiled and nodded. "Yeah." She simply spoke and gently brushed your shoulder as she walked back to her desk.
You slowly breath out, realizing that was easier than you thought. But you couldn't help but smile at that goddamn sparkle that was still in her eye.
You had only known her for a few weeks.
And in those few weeks, she slowly brought you back together.
She made you happy.