On his days off, Sean spent his time at Kyra's apartment. He couldn't bring himself to be away from her. She was like an addiction; he couldn't get enough.
This particular afternoon, she was curled up on the couch, her head in his lap, his fingers running through her hair, as they absentmindedly watched TV. Neither had felt like going out but they didn't really want to stay in bed.
Their quiet reverie was interrupted by rapid knocks on her door.
"Shit," Kyra muttered as she sat up. She knew it was Chase. So far they had managed to avoid anyone discovering their relationship but she couldn't hide this from her partner — Sean was barefoot and in jeans and a T-shirt lounging on her sofa.
She looked at Sean for direction as she stood. He caressed her hip as he looked up at her.
"Kyra, we knew this would eventually come. Let him in," he said.
She took a deep breath and opened the front door. Chase breezed past her, talking a mile a minute.
"We're going down to Garcia's for lunch and then a round of pool at the Q-Spot. I'm here to …" He stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted the captain on the couch. He snapped to attention.
"Sir." Sean waved him to stand down as Kyra made her way around Chase to perch on the sofa next to Sean. A wave of concern crossed Chase's face. "What's wrong? Has something happened?"
Kyra shook her head and sideway glanced at Sean.
"Oh, for Pete's sake," Sean said. "We are all adults here. Chase, Kyra and I are in a relationship. We're not deliberately trying to hide it but I'd appreciate it if you'd keep it to yourself."
Chase tried to keep his jaw from hitting the floor. He had noticed Kyra had been acting a bit odd lately but he wouldn't have guessed this.
"Not a problem, sir," Chase said as he inched back toward the door, giving Kyra a look that said they would be discussing this later. "I'll catch you later, Kyra." She gave him a light nod, knowing she was busted.
He let himself out and she sighed, flopping back into Sean's lap.
"It's like having another brother. He is so not going to let this go," Kyra ruefully said, her eyes closed.
"Chase is a good man who won't talk about it in public. You've got nothing to worry about," Sean said, stroking her cheek. She looked up into his dark eyes, trusting he was right.