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Jo walked straight out of the door, held open by PJ, and headed for her desk.
"How about you take some Panadol, Jo?" he said, giving her a subtle wink.
After some quick thinking, Jo saw where PJ was heading. "Oh, yeah, I might just do that. After all, this headache is only getting worse. God, it's even started to affect my paperwork, eh PJ?" she said, with just the right amount of distress in her voice to make Tess look up.
"Well, Jo, maybe you should go home? If it's stopping you in your paperwork, I don't want to take any risks with you out on patrol with Jonesy in half an hour…I think he can stir up enough trouble as it is, by himself!" Tess said, a bit concerned for Jo. They had become a lot closer in the last few months and were beginning to get along well, as friends. 'What other choice do we have, being the only females in an office full of male ego?' she remembered Jo saying a couple of weeks ago.
"Thanks for that, sarge!" Jonesy replied with a chuckle.
"Anytime, hot stuff." Tess said, surprising even herself with her remark. Blushing ever so slightly, she turned away from Evan and turned to PJ.
"Um…how about you…ah…give Jo a lift home PJ? I'll just let the boss know you're off." Tess said to an inwardly grateful PJ. He made a face as to suggest he really didn't want to, much to the enjoyment of Jo, who knew full well that he would like nothing more!
"OK then, come on 'she, who is of pain in the head', better get you home." PJ said lightly to Jo. She got up and followed him to the door.
"I'm ready when you're ready 'he, who is of pain in the ass'!" Jo said, just loud enough for PJ to hear. He grinned at her.
"Don't even get me started, you!" PJ said, poking her playfully in the ribs. Jo winced, only for a second, before grinning back.
Tess withdrew her head from the Boss's office and called to PJ who was about to make his way out the door. "Hey, PJ? Boss wants you to pick up the lunches while you're out."
"Sure thing, Tess. See ya later." PJ said, pushing Jo gently out the door in front of him.
At the Imperial, Jo went straight upstairs to her room. PJ went over to the bar and told Chris that Jo was in bed, not feeling too well. She nodded and gave him some aspirins to take up to her. He thanked her and made his way up the stairs to Jo's room.
"Jo," he said softly through the door. "I have some stuff for this headache of yours."
She opened it straight away and let PJ in. She'd taken her police uniform off and stood there in just a white singlet top and blue boxers. He closed the door behind him and Jo pulled him in close to her. PJ wrapped his arms around her and she smiled up at him.
"Yeah, it's just going from bad to worse." Jo said softly.
"Hmm, can I help?" PJ said with a smirk.
"Maybe…" Jo replied, before PJ leant in and kissed her, making her knees weak.
"Was that a maybe? Or a definite yes?" PJ whispered.
"Yes." She whispered back. She kissed him again with a mounting passion that was swelling up inside of her. PJ broke away after what seemed like hours and slowly manoeuvred Jo onto the bed. He pinned her wrists down above her head with one hand, letting the other roam all over her body.
Jo couldn't stand the immobilization of her hands, but at the same time, she didn't want PJ to ever let go. Finally, he became too distracted in trailing kisses from her neck to her shoulders and back again, occasionally gently nipping her for the fun of it. He relinquished his grip and she began her slow attack on his shirt, lingering on each button, knowing how much it was teasing him. Soon, it was off him and on the floor and it wasn't long before she let her hands run all over his tanned, muscular chest and back.
Their lips met again and fuelled the fire that each had ignited months ago. Then, all of a sudden PJ stopped. He drew back and said in a breathless voice, "Shit! I'm supposed to be getting the lunches!". With that, he gave Jo another quick kiss before finding his shirt and buttoning it up. Jo was quite taken aback by this sudden exclamation but nodded all the same, disappointment coursing through her every vein.
"Joey, I'll be back, just give me ten minutes." He said in a rush.
"Hurry, I don't know if I can wait that long, Peej!" she said trying to smile.
"I will - I'll be right back, Ok?" He said, walking over and giving her a final kiss on the cheek.
"Run PJ! Run!" she said with a laugh, a grin creeping over her face now. He was so cute when he was in a hurry like this, she thought.
"See you soon, Jo!" PJ said, and he left, closing the door quietly behind him.
He was angry at the fact that he'd just had to leave Jo there, but it couldn't be helped. Otherwise, people might get suspicious back at the station, if they hadn't already. He'd been gone a good fifteen minutes, which was more than enough time to drop Jo off and pick up the lunches.
Once he was downstairs he found Chris.
"PJ! Just the man I wanted to see! Listen, some stuff's been going missing from the liquor cabinet and I'm beginning to have my doubts in Mr. Connor, currently in Room Six."
"Oh, really?" PJ asked, only half listening. "Hey, look I'm in a bit of a rush but I'll see if I can get back here soon."
"Okay, thanks a million, PJ." She said smiling, and she gave him the usual parcels of food which he carried out to the car. Back at the station, he walked in casually, hoping not to draw unwanted attention to his lateness. Nobody seemed to have taken note of his prolonged absence and, after dropping off everybody's lunch to it's respective owner, he went in to see the Boss.
"Hi PJ, what's up?" Tom asked, not looking up from the papers he was reading.
"Ah, Hi Boss." PJ said. "Um, just wondering if it would be possible for me to have a couple of hours off today. I was just talking to Chris and she reckons someone's nicking off with some booze after hours…wants me to check it out…it doesn't matter if I can't but-"
"Go, Hasham. We're doing fine here. Ben, Tess and Jonesy can manage. Hey, while you're at it, check up on Jo will you?" said Tom, cutting PJ off mid-sentence.