Author's note: Okay well not many people have read this and I got no reviews but I still really like the idea of this and I'm actually taking it seriously. Oh and the promo for next week has me going insane. Can I just say though that I predicted that happening in this book? Like I'm awesome (: Okay, continue reading.

The sun leaked through the blinds and rested on my closed eyes. I groaned and rolled over onto my stomach, placing my hands under the pillow. I heard a giggle and then I remembered where I was.

I turned my head and saw Julie, standing by the nightstand with her bag and a jacket. "You are so cute when you sleep," she laughed.

I squinted at her in the sunlight. "Where are you going?"

"I got to the studio every morning to work out. I'll be back in an hour or so. You're a cop - I trust you won't steal anything," she walked forward and kissed me. "See you later...unless you leave,"

"No, I'll be here," I promised and watched her leave. I took in a deep breath and rolled onto my back, taking in what happened last night.

It was wrong and it went against protocol and if Grissom ever found out I'd be fired and I shouldn't have done it.

But it was so hot and it felt so good. I hadn't felt that way about anyone. My mind was on fire just thinking about the way she looked and the way she made me feel and the way I made her feel and the noises and the looks on her face.

With a sigh, I sat up and looked around her room. I didn't get a very good look at her room last night, but I might as well get comfortable here. I had a strong feeling that I would be seeing her again. I stood up and grabbed my boxers off the floor. Looking around, I noticed both our clothes were spewn all over the floor. I grabbed my pants and pulled them one, but left my shirt off. It was too warm in here, but I understood why she would leave the windows closed. The smell in this neighborhood was disgusting.

I found her kitchen and saw that there was already a pot of coffee made so I got myself a cup. Thinking a bit more clearly now, I remembered that she was a suspect and that, even though I didn't believe it, she could have murdered her brother. I should be searching her house right now for anything criminial. Hell, I should be at home sleeping, Julie just a memory. I should have never done what I did last night.

Ignoring the thoughts, I finished my cup of coffee and tried to think of what to tell Grissom. I never came back last night after "dropping" her off, so they must have made some sort of guess as to what happened. I put my cup in the sink and walked back into Julie's room, looking for where I put my phone. I found it on the dresser and flipped it open. I had one missed call from Nick.

I hit the call button and sat down, rubbing my eyes.

"Hey, Greg, where did you go last night?" Nick answered.

"Sorry, man, after I dropped off Julie, I went home. I was so tired. Sorry I didn't come back to clock out,"

"No, it's cool. I figured that's what happened. I clocked out for you,"

"Thanks,"

"No problem. I'll see you tonight?"

"Yeah," I agreed and hung up the phone. I hated lying to Nick - he was my best friend - but I could never tell him that I slept with a suspect. I'd be fired. I would just wait until Julie was cleared and then tell everyone. It would all be okay.

Right?

Author's note: bdajlkhakfh this is so horrible.