Chapter 2

Voight walked into the lobby of Ignoz and looked around. He didn't see Jess or Trudy, but he did see Mouch. Mouch saw Voight entering the restaurant and started to wonder if something was up. Voight walked over to him and extended his hand.

"Randy," he greeted.

Mouch shook Voight's hand. "Voight."

"Looks like the girls aren't here yet," Voight observed.

Mouch shifted uncomfortably. Voight made him nervous. He really didn't want to have dinner with him and his wife, but Trudy had insisted. He was really hoping that they could make a quick exit after dinner.

"Not yet."

Voight took a couple of steps away and looked out through the doors. He was just thinking about sending Jess a text when he saw her car pull up. As they entered the lobby, Jess walked over to greet Voight, and Trudy practically flew over to Mouch.

"Hello, Sexy One," Jess greeted as Voight gave her a hug, and a short mouth kiss.

"Hello, Hot Babe. You look incredible."

She smiled. "Wait till you see Trudy."

Voight slipped his arm around her waist as they walked over to Trudy and Mouch. They were still wrapped up in greeting each other.

"Ah, young love," Jess whispered to Voight. Voight smirked.

"Shut your mouth Jessica Marie or you will be wearing that lasagna that you so desperately want," Trudy warned.

"What? I think it's great," Jess defended.

"You've been married how long? All of six months?"

"About that. We're an old married couple now," Jess said as she snuggled next to Voight. His arm slipped tighter around her.

"I still can't believe you got married, Hank."

"Sometimes I have a hard time believing it myself," Voight admitted.

Jess gave his cheek a kiss. "Stop. You know I love you."

Mouch sensed things might go south really fast. "Ladies, shall we get our table?" he asked as he held out his arm for Trudy to take.

Trudy took it as he escorted her to a table, Jess and Voight following behind.

"You were right. She does look great."

Jess nodded. "Thanks for calling me. I think she liked being pampered a little bit. You know that it would be something she would never spend money on."

"Of course not. She's too practical."

Voight pulled out a chair for Jess and waited till she was seated before joining everyone at the table.

"Dinner's on us," Trudy announced.

"That's not necessary, Trudy," Voight protested.

"Of course it is. Jess treated me to the spa, the least we can do is treat you two to dinner."

Voight looked at Jess. Jess looked at Voight. Voight shrugged. Jess shrugged. He nodded. She opened her menu, then closed it. She always had the lasagna, and she wasn't going to change things now. Under the table, Voight let his hand rest on her thigh. Jess reached over and gave his hand a squeeze.

There wasn't much conversation because Mouch and Trudy were focused on eating. Jess ate half of her lasagna and pushed her plate away. She knew if she ate anymore, she would explode. She and Voight split a piece of tiramisu.

"Oh, look at that," Trudy commented. "They're sharing dessert. How cute."

Voight raised an eyebrow. "You just wait, Platt. Your day is coming."

Jess refilled everyone's wine glasses and lifted hers. "To friends and colleagues."