Legs
Ch.2
Nate pulled a pair of slacks out of his drawer and shoved them in a bag he had dug out of the bottom of his wardrobe.
Sliding his piece into its holster, he clipped his badge onto his belt and headed for the door.
Running to the bus station entrance he found a big sign saying that the station was closed due to no power.
''Damn'', Nate muttered to himself, ''Wouldn't be taking the bus''.
Sliding into the drivers seat of his car, he could see no other car on the road.
It was dead.
''Now Nate, sensible people will be snuggled up in bed, Nate said out loud," but then again ''this is Sophie Deveraux we're talking about.''
Sophie didn't think Nate would have cared this much about her.
It was 11 at night and he would drive across the whole city, in the middle of a storm just to be with her.
"Gee, was she admitting something to herself?" he said to his self
Looking out her window down into the car park she spotted Nate parking his car besides hers.
Lighting some more candles to try and keep the room light and warm she waited by the door.
''Soph.? I'm here'', Nate whispered through the door, knocking gently.
Opening the door Sophie ushered him in, taking his bag off him and placing it on the sofa.
Nate turned around to face her and couldn't help notice her beautifully tanned legs that seemed to never end.
Sophie blushed, feeling silly in her shorts and linen blouse.
''Nate you know I don t have a spare room, and you can t take the sofa sooo, half the bed each sounds ok?''
''Fine by me, just keep your hands to yourself Deveraux'', Nate grinned as he headed to the bathroom to change.