Title: Morning Run
Author: wolfmusic218
Summary: An unexpected meeting brings certain things to the surface
Author's notes: Another "drabble" for the exchange. Actually made the word count this time. Thanks go out to Chellero for taking a peek and helping me hit that mark. And for the squees. ;)
carolinagirl919's prompt: It's early in the morning. Person A is up early to go for a run. Person B stays up all night watching Netflix. What happens when Person B runs out of snacks and bumps into Person A at the corner shop?
John Reese was used to late nights and early mornings and living on little sleep. But those were usually caused by cases and adrenaline and shootouts. Not a night of marathoning Daredevil on Netflix. He had never been a big TV watcher, but something about that show appealed to him. He hadn't meant to watch all night, but here he was at 5:30 in the morning, heading to the bodega on the corner for snacks. He had two more episodes to watch and he was in too deep to quit now
Joss Carter loved mornings in the city, especially weekend mornings. It was always quiet and felt new. The crowds that were normally pushing against each other later in the day were nearly non-existent now, especially in this neighborhood of brownstones and high-end apartments. She'd made it three miles already and had two more to go. And then...breakfast at her favorite diner down the street. She looked down at her watch...
And ran smack dab into a wall of man, bringing them both down in a tangle of arms and legs.
The air knocked out of her, she didn't realize she was sprawled over the wall...her knees on either side of his hips, her hands pressed to the pavement next to his head.
And he was laughing. She could feel the vibrations of it against her stomach.
Her eyes closed in embarrassment, she lifted herself up, only to be stopped by a pair of hands on her hips.
"Going somewhere, Detective?" She knew that voice.
Her eyes shot open. "John? What are you doing here?"
"I live here. What are you doing here? A little out of your way, isn't it?"
It didn't seem to register to either of them that they were still laid out on the sidewalk with her on top of him.
"A little. I like the neighborhood."
Reese sat up, his hands still on her hips, and watched with fascination as her head ducked and she blushed. He decided not to call her on her little white lie, but it gave him a tiny sliver of hope.
He slid his arm under her rear and stood, laughing as she let out a squeal and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
At that moment, both of them pulled back and their eyes locked and held. Years of bantering, flirting, and holding back ran between them. Words were said without being spoken. Desires and promises expressed and acknowledged.
Both knew nothing would see the light today. It was too soon and there were too many things that still needed to be done. But it was there.
As the seconds stretched out, Reese let go and let her slide down his body and he reveled in the delicious friction it caused. And when he heard her catch her breath, he knew she felt it too.
With his hands on her shoulders, he gave her a quick smile and wink. "Since you're here, let me buy you breakfast."
She looked down at her running attire. Shorts, sneakers, tank...and sweat. "I don't know if I'm really dressed to go somewhere."
He pulled off his hoodie and handed it to her, a sparkle lighting his eyes. He threw his arm over her shoulder after she'd zipped up the sweatshirt. "OK, so we don't go out. Let me cook for you."
Her eyes shot up to his. "Really? I finally get an invite to Casa Reese?"
"It's about time, don't you think?"
Reaching around and putting her own arm around his waist, she smiled. "Long past..."
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