59 - "Wow."
Happy fidgeted with her glasses as she walked out of the bathroom. The lab coat came down to her knees. And the skirt? She wanted to rip the stupid thing off.
Every once in a while, she really hated this job.
Toby met her outside the door. He looked up from the case file, eyes settling on her. He froze, bottom lip drooping. "Wow. You're...beautiful."
"I hate going undercover," she muttered.
"Look, I uh...I know you're gonna be miserable in that getup," he put the case file to the side, "but I am so turned on."
"Really?" She looked down at herself. "This is doing it for you?"
He nodded. "I think it's the glasses."
With a faster pace than usual, he closed the distance between them. He slipped a hand on each of her shoulders, getting a feel for the fresh-out-of-the-package smelling lab coat. She slipped her arms around his neck. "Then I'll make sure to accidentally leave with it tonight."
He lowered his voice. "I guess Doctor Quinn is makin' a house call."
"I'll bring my rubber gloves."