Feb. 13th: The Breach – 100 words – Image prompt!
Derek Morgan/Jordan Todd
A/N: The image prompt for this one involves armies colliding on a battlefield. Hard to really find a way to match that to my story for the prompt, but eh, well.
"Make sure to take a left up here so we can – "
"I got it,"Jordan said abruptly, her focus remaining on the road.
Morgan sighed. "I know you do," he began, trying to keep his tone level. "I'm just helping. Sometimes driving in a new part of town can be tricky."
"I've traveled to many unfamiliar places before. Trust me. I've got this." She gave him a sideways glance.
Morgan shook his head. This was, what, the fourth fight they'd had this week alone? When Morgan asked her out for dinner, that had somehow led to an argument over who would pick up whom. Then a couple days ago they'd fought over where to go for dinner.
And not even ten minutes ago there was a back and forth over what to listen to on the radio, and now this. Certainly not a good omen for a first date. Why did she even agree to go out with me?
For a time, there was only the sound of the radio, which was tuned to a jazz station. Then Jordan let out her own sigh.
"I'm sorry, Derek," she said, her voice quiet.
Morgan turned his attention from the window to look at her. "What?"
"I'm sorry. For snapping at you. I guess I'm just...a little nervous, you know?" About the date, about this job, about...everything. "And apparently I get a little snippy when I'm nervous."
Morgan nodded. "Yeah, I get that. I can be that way sometimes, too." He flashed her a soft, genuine smile. "It's cool." He was pleased to see her smile in turn. He definitely wanted to see more of that smile.
Jordan chuckled, throwing him a sly look. "Yeah, who knows, maybe this is a story we can tell our kids someday."
"What?" Morgan straightened in his seat, eyes wide, only to roll his eyes when Jordan started laughing.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!"
Morgan could only join in the laughter. He was starting to have a good feeling about tonight.