-Jealous-
-Jealous-
Shawn leaned on a pillar near Carlton's desk, watching the man work and counting how long it took for the Head Detective to notice him.
He spotted a nearby officer watching the Detective as well. He held back a glare.
Watching the officer for a moment, Shawn noticed that he wasn't staring at Carlton, rather his head, or hair to be exact. The officer frowned and ran his hand over his head, feeling his severely receding hairline. The man grimaced before turning and walking away.
Shawn grinned.
He was jealous, the officer was jealous of Carlton's sweet Irish hairline.
Shawn sighed, it was pretty great, and it looked so soft. Shawn just wanted to-
"Spencer!"
Damn! Eight more seconds and Shawn would have beat his record.
