Same Time
Harm's car
Friday. It was finally Friday. That was the only thing Harm could think about. The week had seemed like a year to him. He'd been given a case that took only three days to wrap up. He had lunch with Mac everyday, but that just made the week go by slower. He was overcome by urges that he had had to suppress. The urge to take her in his arms and kiss her senseless had to be held back. Even the simple act of holding hands while in uniform was forbidden. But now, at 5:05, he was free to act on those urges.
He was going to be a couple of minutes late because he had to make two stops firsts. He'd thought about calling Mac and telling her but decided against it. It wasn't unusual for Harm to be late, so he didn't see a reason to call.
As he drove Harm thought about all the things he had done and was going to do to make this weekend perfect. They were going to spend the weekend in the Bahamas; his step dad had a house there and they agreed to let him use for the weekend. And there was one more thing that he was going to do that had to do with the two stops he made that were causing him to be late. Well, he hoped that she'd understand when he told her why he was late.