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Fran

He's good with kids.

The guitar playing was one thing that got stuck in my brain for quite a while. There was this point in which I snuck into his office to make sure it was still there, and then I stared from my desk to see if he took it and played. He didn't. He was professional, so focused on his job, he wasn't about to play a concert. Right? Though in my dream, the one I had two days ago, he grabbed my hand and dragged me to his office and played something for me. Which lead to a full make out session and something more. Needless to say, I woke up sweating profusely.

The list forgotten and pushed to the side, work is the only thing that matters today. I can think about all the ways and all the songs Steve could play for me later, or when he's not watching.

Once again I was left alone at my desk; Chin was nowhere to be seen and Danny had received a phone call from Rachel saying something about Grace so he had to run. Which lead to me being alone with Steve. Luckily he was focused on writing a report and he was not going to cause a distraction to me at all.

I was quiet for a while, silently reading a file in hand, when Danny walks in, Grace holding his hand firmly. He was a little frustrated. Though Steve never disagreed with having little Gracie around, she's a sweetheart, Danny did not agree with bringing his kid around with all the murder pictures he sometimes had laying around. She was a light in all the darkness, I can say that much. Her smile brightened every single room in this office; she was the cutest and smartest girl I've ever known and her comments about Danny always made us laugh. Not to mention how Steve seemed to shine when he saw her, and the way she would run to her uncle's arms was plain adorable.

Wait.

He's really good with kids. Like, really good. I've seen him around and the way he manages to control Grace whenever she freaks out is just plain cute. And he makes it look very simple. She adores him (seriously, who wouldn't?) and he adores her.

Steve likes kids!

Oh Dear Lord, the list.

No. No.

This is nothing! Once again I find myself saying this. But it is true, this is nothing. Grace gets along with everybody. She smiles at everybody and she laughs with everybody. This could be those rare crushes little girls have, I mean when I was little I had a crush on one of my teachers because he bought me candy once, this could clearly be one of those. God, this sounds so twisted! Grace has absolutely nothing to do with all this. He's good with all kids and thinking about that causes a slight pain on my chest.

"Uncle Steve?" Grace asks and he levels to her height to speak to her. "Can you play me a song with your guitar?"

Oh no. No. Please say no.

"Sure, sweetheart," he smiles at her, grabs the guitar and sits on Danny's chair. If I could just cover my ears and play deaf it would be more than perfect. Though that would look rude. "What do you want to hear?"

"Beautiful girl!" she practically screams with excitement.

"Alright then."

We share a tiny smile and somehow my eyes are stuck with the movements of his hands on the guitar. If he starts singing I might pee in my pants. Sure enough he does, smiling as Gracie sings along to the not-so-appropriate song for kids, but she's having so much fun it's impossible for anyone not to smile.

"You're way too beautiful girl, that's why it'll never work..."

I bite my lower lip at the sound of his deep voice as he sings along. I had no idea, in the entire time working for him, that he had such an amazing voice. He was a man of many talents, which I knew for sure, but I had no idea singing was one of them. I could feel my heart beating faster with every note, every word he sang. There was a brief moment in which he looked at me and I thought I was going to melt right in the spot. If he only knew all the things he was doing to me, all the feelings I had bottled inside. He was literally driving me insane.

"Are you alright, Kono?" Danny asked, I guess he notices how awkward I was feeling.

"Yeah."

"Are you sure? Cause you look a little flushed."

I might as well be sweating right now for all I knew.

"It's hot."

"You don't say," he smiles, the same way Maggie smiles each time I mention Steve.

"In here. The room." I correct myself.

"If you say so."

Not again. Not Danny too.

The song finishes with loud claps coming from Grace, who hugs her uncle Steve dearly. He smiles and kisses her forehead. Grace turns to me and speaks with her usual kids innocence.

"Did you like the song, Kono?" she asks and I smile at her. If only she knew.

"Yeah, I did"

"You're aunt Kono was enjoying the song and a lot more," Danny says, smiling at my embarrassment.

"Shut up, Danny," I speak, already feeling my cheeks burning. "It was really beautiful, Boss" I say truthfully, Steve flashes a dashing smile.

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it," he smiled again, this time staring at his feet for a brief second before looking at me again.

"I had no idea you could sing, Steven," Danny said clearly noticing how uncomfortable this was turning.

"I'm a man of many talents, Danno," he replied.

"And as much as we like to know them all, at least Kono here does, we have a murder to solve. Right?"

I can't say I want to deny Danny's statement at all.

TBC

in case you're interested, the song Steve sings is the song "Beautiful Girl/Stand by me" and is a cover by Boyce Avenue