Bigby smiled, it was rare but he was relieved, there were no fights. Dread filled him, the murder, there is probably going to be a long few weeks ahead of him. There was a soft knock at the door. He opened it; Jayden. Jayden came in, they talked they laughed and they smiled, he hasn't been this happy in decades, centuries even. Yet, he felt closer to her than snow, there was something different about her. She was beautiful, and funny and kind.
There was a silence hung between them. They stared at each other for a moment but it could of been an hour, Bigby couldn't tell. He hated to admit it but he really liked her. Liked, liked her. " I need to tell you something" the soft whisper slipped out of her lips like snow from a cloud. Bigby waited. "Why don't we be more than just friends?" Bigby's heart was in his throat. He knew what he should say but it was trapped behind his lip.
"Of course." Jayden leans forward and lightly kisses him gently on his cheek. "Love you."