Why is it?
Chapter 2
Jack began to explain the cases for that day, but Sam was not paying attention, mainly because of the hand which was resting gently on hers. She looked at Phil, but he remained facing the front, a blank expression on his face, apparently listening to what Jack was saying, which was more than she was doing. He began to tap lightly on her hand with his thumb. She glared at him. He resisted smirking; he knew that she found his habit of tapping on desks etc when he was bored highly irritating.
She knew he was trying to irritate her, but she also knew that if she pulled her hand away sharply, someone was bound to notice. After a few minutes, he slid his hand away, leaving her skin tingling.
Before she could look to see what he was doing, she felt his hand on her knee. His thumb had ceased tapping. She glared at him hoping it would make him remove his hand, but found he was looking in the opposite direction. She tried to concentrate on what Jack was saying, but her eyes kept straying to Phil's hand, which she could feel creeping higher up her leg.
She gave up on the briefing and glanced down at Phil's hand, and noticed that it was considerably higher and was now pushing her skirt higher up her thigh. She gently placed her hand on top of his stopping it, her intention to push it off her leg… only she found herself sliding it higher up her thigh. Phil raised his eyebrows and they were both broken out of their thoughts.
"Sam! Phil!"
"Gov?" Phil removed his hand from Sam's thigh and she instantly snapped out of her trance like state.
"I want you both to do an obbo on this drugs case."
"Gov."
"The husband has a history of violence and so does the son although he's not yet been charged."
"Ok when do we start?" Sam was glad that Phil was answering, she didn't trust herself to say anything.
"This afternoon. It'll be an all-nighter because people go in and out of that house constantly and arguments kick off at all hours. I will give you the basic facts of the case later."
"Ok, better pack the coffee then." Phil smiled.
"Are you ok Sam?" As Jack looked at her, noticing she looked flustered heads turned to look as well.
"Yeah… I'm fine." Her voice was shaky and she knew that everybody had noticed.
"Good, get down there as soon as possible." Jack turned back to the whiteboard and Sam switched off again.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, I wasn't sure what the reaction to this fic would be, please review again and I will ud soon. Luv Sam xxx