I cannot stop writing about these two adorable idiots omg

This is for an anon request I got on Tumblr, the prompt was: Eva/Chris + "Can I tell you a secret?"

Enjoy!

-B


Eva pretends not to notice the way Chris is looking at her as she makes her way to the locker rooms. She also pretends not to notice that he follows her, acting completely nonchalant as she changes into her scrubs and ties her hair back. But then she feels his arms snake around her from behind and she can't pretend anymore.

"What are you doing?!" she exclaims when she feels his lips on the side of her neck, but she tilts her head to the side all the same, enjoying his attentions.

"I'm kissing you hello, and if you want me to stop being mad at you, you'll let me," he said in a mock-stern tone.

"You're mad at me?" she asked, smirking as she turned in his arms.

"Yes, you left before I woke up this morning, you know how much I hate that," he was serious now, and she noticed the way his eyes darted away from hers for a moment.

"I needed a shower," she told him.

"I have one in my apartment, you know?"

"Yes but I didn't have my clothes with me, and I doubt we'd be able to hide this any longer if I showed up to work in last night's dress and smelling of your cologne," she said practically.

"I don't understand why we have to hide at all."

"Chris…" she began.

"Eva…" he said in the same tone.

"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Sure."

"I kinda like the sneaking around," she said with a smirk.

"Oh, you do, huh?" he played along, tightening his hold on her waist and looking around to make sure they were alone before he bent down to place a kiss on her lips.

"Mm hmm," she said against his lips, her nose brushing against his as she nodded, "it's a bit of a turn on, don't you think?"

Chris throws a cheeky grin at her, letting out a breath as he laces his fingers at the small of her back and draws her closer.

"Well, in that case, can I see you in the scrub closet at noon?"

"Why, Dr. Deleo, are you trying to seduce me?" she asks, arching herself up against him and loving the way his eyes darken when her breasts press up against his chest.

"As a matter of fact, I am, Dr. Zambrano. You interested?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"Very," she replies, indulging in one more kiss before she pulls away from him and watches him walk out of the room, and she smiles in anticipation. Noon cannot come soon enough.