*Again, thanks to Rayne for the prompt! Also thank you very much to the anonymous reviewers that I can't reply to :-) I know this seems one-sided, but it's going somewhere, promise! Oh and by the way, it's not much, but there is a Parker/Sterling manip on my profile for this story. If you get bored and wanna check it out, just click the hyperlinked title of the fic :D
Thanks so much for the support everyone!*
The Way You Move
"Alright Sterling, Parker, head for the stairs," Nate said over the comms.
They set off across the lobby of the building they were infiltrating, Sterling walking slightly ahead of her. She flicked her eyes up and down the length of his body, taking an odd (well, for her nothing is odd) fascination in the way he moved. He was of fairly average build, but he moved lithely and purposefully, carrying himself as if he owned every establishment he walked into. Despite their difference in stature, they made quick work of reaching the top of the staircase, his body staying in synch with hers without a problem. She smiled, thinking that he had the gait of a thief…and the body of a lover.