Our eyes met across the elevator as Eames slipped inside the closing doors. "I'm coming," she said.
"I'm going to the library."
She elbowed me. "I own a library card, you know."
"You usually use the computer."
"What, you have a girlfriend there?" Her smile told me she was teasing.
I smiled, too. "My secret's out." I almost choked when she linked her arm in mine. "Eames?"
Suddenly she was hesitant. "Uhh... Logan and Wheeler are interviewing a hearing-impaired witness."
"So?"
She let go and turned away. "Peter Lyons is interpreting."
I hate that guy.
"And..." She sighed. "I wanted to... stay out of range."
"He's bothering you?" I felt my face go red.
"No. I'd just rather not see him."
She didn't touch me again, but I knew something important had happened between us.