February 15th brought with it a morning full of sunshine. It streamed in through Lindsay's small window, waking her as it collided with eyes. Lindsay tried to close her eyes to the brightness and twisted a bit under the sheets.
"You're on my side of the bed." Flack grunted quietly.
"I didn't realize that you had a side of my bed." Lindsay muttered with a smile into his chest.
"How is it possible for someone so small to take up so much space? You're a bed hog." Flack said, tightening his grip around Lindsay's waist.
Flack was lying along one edge of the bed. Lindsay's head was resting on his chest, while the rest of her body was sprawled diagonally from one corner of the bed to another.
"You know if this doesn't work for you…if you're complaining, then you have a bed of your own that you're more than welcome to go back to." Lindsay said a little more seriously than she had intended. She punctuated her statement and tried to lighten the mood a bit by reaching over and idly playing with Flack's ear and the soft skin behind it.
"No, no. I'm fine right here." Flack said. He had finally found the one person he wanted, and he wasn't about to lose her. "You know, Linds, back at my place Therearerather comfy flannel sheets, if I do say so myself."
"A man after my own heart." Lindsay said sweetly.
"I aim to please. What do you say? Want to take them for a test drive?" Flack asked.
"Why, Detective Flack, are you trying to get me into your bed?"
"Yes. Is it working?" Flack said with a smile.
"Flack, though they're a plus, I don't need your flannel sheets. I simply need you." Lindsay said. She rolled on her side and snuggled into Flack's body, realizing that it was a perfect fit. Lindsay stilled her snuggling momentarily, and looked at Flack' her voice becoming more serious. "Do you have any regrets about this?"
"Yes." Flack said honestly. It was then that he saw Lindsay's eyes drop away from his and a look of panic wash over her. "I regret not kissing you sooner. I regret acting like such an idiot all those times that I was jealous or worried. I regret not being brave enough to brave enough to admit that the best thing to happen to me was hiding right under my nose this whole time."
"Good answer, Detective." Lindsay smiled and craned her neck gracefully to place a gentle kiss on Flack's lips. "Now…let's talk more about your flannel sheets."
