"Well..." Claudia smiled. This was going better than planned ! She whipped out her cell phone. "Look! I snuck some pictures of of you looking at Pete and vice versa. I've been watching."
Myka wiped her eyes at looked at her, slightly creeped out. She let it pass and focused on the main point. "How do I know he actually meant it, what he said, I mean?"
Again, Claudia smiled. "That's easy: you talk to him."
Myka's eyes widened and her mouth slightly hung open. "If I just heard you correctly, you just told me to do the one thing that I am most afraid of doing."
The younger agent's eyes seemed to be laughing as she smiled wider. "Yep!"
"Okay... So I just go up to him and say: 'Pete I'm in love with you' and expect it to be just peachy?" Claudia nodded. "Thanks for your...help, I guess." Claudia bounced up from the bench and stretched.
"Any time!"
Myka cautiously stepped into Pete's room and rapped on the open door. "Uh, Pete?" He looked up and smiled; his face glowed and the entire room seemed to ignite. "Hey, Mykes!"
She felt her cheeks growing hot in a blush.
"Hey. This might seem random but remember that time when I was...pregnant?" His smile became stale.
"Yeah, kind of hard to forget." He laughed a little to himself. "You probably don't remember the other little thing..." He said quietly, almost as if he hoped she wouldn't hear.
"You told me that you loved me." He became extremely interested in a bird fluttering to and from it's nest outside the window. "Yeah, I thought I asked you to forget about it." He almost growled the last two words.
He looked up and noticed Myka's hurt expression, and his heart softened a little. "Look Mykes, I'm sor-" She had now stepped so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.
"Close your eyes," she murmured. He started to protest, but she put a finger on his lips. "Close them." He did, and he felt her soft lips kissing his. He wondered if he was dreaming. Then she gave him a little hug, and when he opened his eyes she was gone.
"What was that?" He wondered aloud. She stuck her head of wild hair that he thought was beautiful in the door. "What did it look like, moron. It was me kissing you." And with a quick turn of that lovely head she was gone.
