Jack POV:
I can't believe I let Samantha see the transfer application on my desk. I shake my head and open the desk drawer to grab a bottle of aspirin.
I didn't think I could ever transfer her out, even if it was to save my own marriage.
Maria's right, though. We do work long hours and being with Samantha did make things difficult at first, but I can't let her go. Besides, we don't have to get romantically involved again. I smirk at the thought. We ended the affair on four previous occasions and fell into one another's arms for comfort shortly after each time.
Even if I promise that it will be over, I'm not sure I'm ready for that. Of course, I told both Samantha and Maria it was over, but I'm not sure that it is.
Although it's been months since Samantha and I have shared the same bed, there's still a connection and longing I get from her that I don't feel with Maria. I don't know what it is, and it's certainly not something I can explain.
Samantha glances back in my direction and I feel my heart pound in my chest. I can't do this. I eye the blank application and feel horrible for even considering it. How could I face her if the transfer is put into place?
"Jack?" I notice Vivian making her way into the office. "Is everything okay?" I let out a soft breath as she steps into the office and notices the papers on my desk. "Don't tell me they're wanting to transfer one of us out."
"Things have been sloppy lately." I eye her. "That's not why this is here though."
"You're transferring?" she questions intently.
"It's complicated," I respond giving her no real answer.
"I'm sure it is. I picked up the latest missing person's file from Van Doren." Vivian hands me the file. "You looked busy, so I took the initiative."
"Thanks, Viv."
"Yeah." She smiles, heading out of my office as I glance briefly through the file before heading out towards the bullpen.
I can't believe I let Samantha see the transfer application on my desk. I shake my head and open the desk drawer to grab a bottle of aspirin.
I didn't think I could ever transfer her out, even if it was to save my own marriage.
Maria's right, though. We do work long hours and being with Samantha did make things difficult at first, but I can't let her go. Besides, we don't have to get romantically involved again. I smirk at the thought. We ended the affair on four previous occasions and fell into one another's arms for comfort shortly after each time.
Even if I promise that it will be over, I'm not sure I'm ready for that. Of course, I told both Samantha and Maria it was over, but I'm not sure that it is.
Although it's been months since Samantha and I have shared the same bed, there's still a connection and longing I get from her that I don't feel with Maria. I don't know what it is, and it's certainly not something I can explain.
Samantha glances back in my direction and I feel my heart pound in my chest. I can't do this. I eye the blank application and feel horrible for even considering it. How could I face her if the transfer is put into place?
"Jack?" I notice Vivian making her way into the office. "Is everything okay?" I let out a soft breath as she steps into the office and notices the papers on my desk. "Don't tell me they're wanting to transfer one of us out."
"Things have been sloppy lately." I eye her. "That's not why this is here though."
"You're transferring?" she questions intently.
"It's complicated," I respond giving her no real answer.
"I'm sure it is. I picked up the latest missing person's file from Van Doren." Vivian hands me the file. "You looked busy, so I took the initiative."
"Thanks, Viv."
"Yeah." She smiles, heading out of my office as I glance briefly through the file before heading out towards the bullpen.