A/N: So Jamie and Eddie are just too perfect! I don't own Blue Bloods, but I can play with them right?

Jamie studied the girl across the table from him. Her blonde hair flowed loosely around her shoulders. He noticed her blue eyes sparkled when she laughed. His gazed traveled lower and down to the neckline of her black dress which was showing some cleavage. He started.

Jamie, what is wrong with you?! Your checking out your partner! Are you crazy?!

"Jamie."

Jamie looked up at Eddie, and realized that wasn't the first time she'd said his name.

"Sorry. I'm just a little out of it tonight."

"It's fine. Do you want to call it a night?"

"Actually, I was thinking…I know your date didn't work out, and I was wondering if you wanted to go do something. Like, I don't know, a movie or something? I mean, if you don't, I get it.-"

"Jamie, I'd like that." she cut in on his rambling.

"Really?" he smiled and for some strange reason, a blush creeped into his cheeks.

Oh, first your checking her out, now your blushing? It's not like it's even a date…is it?

Jamie laughed at his partners imitation of the main character in the movie they had just seen. He kept having to remind himself to keep his eyes on the road, but she was just too entertaining. He put the car in park in front of her apartment, and then turned his attention fully to her.

"Thanks for tonight Jamie." she said, smiling. "I had a great time."

"Me too. Your great." His eyes looked into hers, and he could swear that woman could read his thoughts. She leaned in closer, her face inches from his.

His breath hitched. "Yeah." Then he closed the distance. Their lips met in a soft kiss, and sensations ripped through him. His heart pounded against his chest as their lips moved together.

Eddie moaned and ran her fingers threw his short hair. He deepened the kiss, and she immediately fought for dominance. She felt something she hadn't felt in a very long time, and she liked it. The fact was, she cared more for Jamie than she'd cared to admit before. Now as his fingers pulled at a strap on her dress, she made her decision.

"Would you like to come in?"

His eyes locked on hers and she could tell what he was thinking.

"I'm sure."

He thought for a moment before nodding, and he got out of the car. He hurried around to her side and opened her door for her. She walked quickly up the stairs and fumbled for her keys. She heard his car beep, signaling it was locked, at the same moment she pushed open the door.

A/N: So should I continue, or leave this as a one-shot? Let me know.