Calleigh dried off quickly and slipped into her pajamas. She was still embarrassed at what had occurred not even ten minuets ago. 'Horatio will probably be even more embarrassed though.' She thought.
Calleigh found Horatio in the kitchen fixing two plates of spaghetti, and it looked absolutely delicious.
"Um, I uh, made dinner." He said gesturing towards the dinner plates, avoiding making direct eye contact.
Calleigh, sensing the tension between them decided to break it. How can someone live with another person for god knows how long without having a conversation that consisted of more than five words?
"Horatio, it's okay. Don't worry about it. Just forget it ever happened." She said before laughing at the blush that painted his cheeks.
"That's easy for you to say. You don't have a bruise in the middle of your forehead that's going to remind you of it." He retorted.
That only made Calleigh laugh more. "C'mon. Let's eat."
Horatio pulled her chair out for her and handed her the plate. "Bon Appetite."
"Merci." She replied.
They ate in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each others company.
A/N: I don't own them! Sobs Anyway, I know it was a short chapter and I'm extremely sorry that I haven't been updating my stories lately.
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