A/N: Nothing but pure Valentine's sap here. (Still stuck in a rut creativity wise)
He was overthinking it. It was just a little gift, it didn't mean anything. It was just a nice gesture for a coworker. Just give it to her. Nevertheless, his palms were sweating and his stomach was doing flips. He almost chickened out, but forced himself to walk into the break room. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
"Hey, how's it going?" asked Greg, trying to appear casual as he headed to the small fridge.
"I'm up to my eyeballs in paperwork." Morgan moaned. She placed her hand above her eyes, illustrating her point.
"That's never fun." He fished something out of the back of the fridge he'd hidden there at the start of shift. "But I did get you something to help cheer you up." He replied, coming over to sit next to her. "It's just a small Valentine's gift for a coworker." Trying to appear nonchalant, he handed her a small paper box.
Looking up with surprise, Morgan looked over to see Greg with his hand outstretched towards her.
"Valentines day?" she said, squinting at him in mock suspicion. "You don't seem to be the type of guy who goes around making sappy declarations of love on Valentine's day."
"You're right." He replied with what he hoped was a casual shrug. "It's nothing big. I was in the area today and thought I'd just stop in and get you something."
She took the box and opened it. Nestled inside were four small, elaborately decorated chocolate balls.
Greg leaned closer, pointing to each chocolate. "That one is salted caramel. This one is lavender. This one is Aztec spice and the final one is plain milk chocolate. Just in case the others were too exotic."
Morgan was touched. "Thanks, Greg." She said, briefly leaning into him. "I haven't had a Valentine in years. If we weren't at work, I'd kiss you." she paused for a second, choosing a chocolate. "Can I take you out to breakfast as a thank you instead?"
"Yeah, I'd like that." He said. "But I can't have both?" He joked.
Morgan laughed but before she could say anything else, she was interrupted by Greg's cell phone. Greg looked down and read the message.
"It's Doc Robbins. He's got something to show me. I'll catch you later?" He said standing up, but pausing for an answer.
She nodded with a bright smile, her mouth full of chocolate.
If we weren't at work, I'd kiss you. Those words rattled around in his mind on his way to the morgue. She had said it in a friendly way, nothing indicating a romantic gesture. He wasn't expecting Morgan to be swept off her feet by his little Valentine's gift, but maybe, just a little, he hoped she would have been. Oh well, there's still breakfast today. He'd enjoy her company over pancakes.
At breakfast, the two enjoyed each other's company, but Morgan never mentioned Greg's valentine gift. It was worth a shot. Thought Greg. I guess I know where I stand. He pondered sadly as he walked Morgan to her car. They made idle chit chat as Morgan unlocked her car door. Instead of opening her door, she paused and turned around to face Greg.
"You know, we're not at work now." She said, changing the subject suddenly. They'd just been talking about a show they'd both watched the other night. Momentarily confused, Greg looked down at her.
Morgan moved a bit closer, placing one hand on his chest. Before he could react, she rose up on the balls of her feet and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Greg was frozen in shock. Holy Shit, she kissed me! Mentally he shook his head and looked at Morgan. She was smiling up at him, but it was a nervous smile, as if she wasn't sure how he was going to react.
A huge grin spread across Greg's face. "So chocolate...?"
"Chocolate." she replied. This time Greg leaned down to return the kiss.