"You had to be looking at something." Natalie said in a soft, low tone.
"You're right I was..." He said matching her tone. Still amazed at how beautiful she was and how close they were.
"Well what was it?" She asked again. She knew what she wanted him to say but knew that it wasn't going to happen. He had to come up with something quick before he said something that might reveal too much. He reluctantly pulled his eyes away from hers and looked around the room.
"The TV isn't straight." He said walking over to the TV and fixing it, even though it was perfectly straight, all he did was move it a little and then move it back.
"Oh." She said putting the movie on the coffee table.
The chicken-pot-pie would take about forty five minutes to cook so Natalie sat down on the couch with her legs crossed and her hands in her lap and watched Monk fidget with the TV. Monk turned around and met Natalie's gaze. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen besides Trudy. Natalie reminded him a lot of Trudy, but whenever he looked at her he never saw Trudy, because although they were alike they were also different, in a good way.
Natalie and Trudy were both beautiful, strong, and caring. Unlike Trudy, Natalie spoke her mind a lot and wasn't always the patient type. Trudy would always wait until Adrian said he was ready for something then they would do it but Adrian would take his time, whereas Natalie somehow knows when he's ready and want let him take his time before she jumps in and pulls him both encourage him and stand by him always. He liked that Natalie wouldn't give him a chance to think it all out. Since Trudy died he needed someone to push him into things. In his mind they were different in another way also, one loved him as a friend and husband and the other would only ever love him as a friend and employer. Or so he thought.
Natalie felt the same way about Adrian and Mitch. She thought that if they ever had the chance to meet they would be really good friends. They were both sweet, caring and brave. Mitch was always there for her, she could always go to him for love and support and now she cando the same with Monk. However Mitch didn't need Natalie as much as Monk does. Mitch could go days and months with out Natalie there by his side, of course he never would havenot having her there, but he could have survivedwithout having a mental breakdown. Monk on the other hand couldn't spend an hour without her. She liked feeling that she was needed; it made her feel better about herself. There was another difference between them, one had loved her with all his heart and would have done anything for her and the other would only care for her as an employee and friend. Or so she thought.
Natalie and Monk both began to feel uncomfortable but neither wanted to look away from the others eyes. Monk again forced himself to search the room for something to straighten or clean, finding nothing his eyes once again met Natalie's. Natalie began to feel nervous so she jumped from the couch and headed to the kitchen.
"I'll set the table." She said as she entered the kitchen. She started to gather plates and all the necessity for dinner.
Monk then began to pace the floor trying to focus on anything but Natalie; he started to think about the case. Natalie was doing the same thing as she set the table. Why was she put in the display case? How did they get in without the guard seeing? Did the husband have something to do with it? Who was this mysterious boyfriend? Natalie finished setting the table and started to clean the kitchen. As she cleaned the counter every few seconds she would glance over at Adrian who was still pacing. Monk would do the same every time he turned in her direction. Occasionally they would look at the same time and Monk would turn the other way and Natalie would look down at the counter. It continued that way until the timer went off and made them both jump. Natalie took both of the pot-pies out of the oven and put them on hers and Monks plates, she got herself a diet coke and Monk a bottle of Sierra Springs and sat down at the end of the table with Monk to her right. They began to eat and after a while Natalie broke the silence between them.
"What do you think about the case?" She asked taking a sip of diet Coke.
"I think there was a reason she was in a display case." He said without looking up from his plate.
"I was thinking that too. What about the boyfriend? I mean nobody knows anything about him but his first name." She said beginning to get full.
"Yes but the husband is the one who had a key to the museum." He said finishing up his food. Natalie ate some of her food while staring at the table as Monk took to staring at the wall.
"He also didn't have an alibi that could be checked out." She said getting up from the table and taking her plate to the sink. The sudden movement startled Adrian and made him realize that his plate was still in front of him.
I can't tell you how sorry i am for taking so long to update. I hope you can all forgive me! I'm VERY sorry!!