AN: Okie! The result of a night watching many, many chick flicks. I own nothing. R&R!
Sydney exited the briefing room with Vaughn on her heels. She whipped around to stare at him. "Hey, sexy," he said, wagging an eyebrow at her.
"Flattery will get you nowhere," said Sydney, rolling her eyes.
"Is nowhere in bed with you? Because if it is…"
"You are such a child."
Vaughn gripped Syd's hand and they stalked off to her desk. "Slacker, don't you have somewhere to be?" she said.
"Yup," said Vaughn, picking up Sydney's stapler and messing with it. "I'm just choosing not to be there."
Syd grabbed the stapler back from Vaughn, laughing. "What is the matter with you? Are you high or something?"
"High on love, baby," Vaughn said with a mischievous glint in his eye. He pulled Sydney up from her desk chair and dipped her.
"Vaughn what are you doing? We're in the office, not on the couch!"
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn."
And then, right in the middle of APO, Vaughn kissed her.
Everyone stared. Jack went right past staring and headed straight for his famous death glare. Somewhere, Weiss wolf-whistled; Nadia giggled, but covered her mouth as soon as she spotted her father coming out of his office to see why the agency was so quiet.
Sloane cut through the crowd of gaping agents who had formed a circle around Sydney and Vaughn. The happy couple was unaware that their boss was standing right next to them.
"Agent Vaughn!" said Sloane, fuming. Vaughn looked up. "Shouldn't you be reviewing the mission?"
Vaughn smirked. "Yeah. But I'm perfectly fine right where I am. How you doing, Syd?"
"Never better," she said, pulling his face to hers again.
Weiss gave his friends a thumbs-up.