If you could call it love
Ryan Wolfe leaned in closer, feeling the warmth and the beautiful scent that was A.J. His eyes barely moving away off her lips.
A.J.'s eyes were closed. Her gentle breathing, her long eyelashes seemed intoxicating. He was only an inch away from her; his silent approach didn't stir A.J. to Wolfe's amazement. Wolfe swallowed again; he was almost pressing his lips onto her—
BEEP! BEEP! Wolfe fell onto the diner table, knocking over the sugar bowl and a dozen forks. A.J. opened her eyes and snapped her head back. Rubbing her eyes. Wolfe flushed. The only reason she didn't move was that she had fallen asleep.
She looked at him quizzically, with her comical look that Wolfe always liked about her…well, now liked about her.
"I-I needed, some, some…" Wolfe looked around the table without making the situation look totally obvious, he snatched the pepper shaker. "Pepper, some pepper."
"For what?"
Wolfe froze. He didn't think she would ask that. "Umm…my…tongue…feels numb."
If he could, he would've kicked himself right in the ass. That was the lamest excuse!
BEEP! BEEP! Wolfe's pager went off again. He snatched the damned thing and sighed.
"Eric
needs us over at the Dade. Says he's sorry for-," Wolfe paused.
"What?" A.J. smiled.
Eric…I'm going to get you for this…
Eric Delko walked charmingly out into the new morning, smiling as Wolfe and Hart entered the Miami-Dade front doors.
His
red T-shirt outlined his muscularity. Perfect 10/10.
Wolfe glared
at him, wondering what Delko was up to and what he'd gain from it.
"We have Sarah McKlinski in the interrogation room. Someone already questioned her, got it on tape and a statement…she cracked under pressure."
"She blurted? Damn that's no fun." A.J. pouted.
Eric smiled and patted her back. His large hands seemed to cover most of her waist as he wheeled her into the elevator. Wolfe in hot pursuit .
Natalia Boa Vista walked in with the files as she introduced herself. A.J. and she seemed to have an invisible link as they talked non stop in the lab. Wolfe noticed. A little enviously. He crossed his arms and leaned back onto the wall, scrutinizing A.J. Hart.
Then he remembered the first day he had met her. She had spoken to him about scrutinizing her. He smiled at the memory.
"…What do you think Ryan?"
"Hunh?" Wolfe snapped back to reality. Rubbing his eyes while he was at it.
"Coffee?" A.J. smiled.
What's with her and coffee? "Nah, you probably want one yourself."
"Depends, are you buying?"
Natalia smiled in the background, as she examined the little "innocent" conversations her co-workers were having.
OOOH! Eric was right about this one. She excused herself and walked out of the lab to meet with Eric.
"Well?" He asked.
"Yeah, you're right."
"Pay up…I bet that he liked her…you saw him at the diner…"
Natalia sighed and handed Eric the twenty. "Never knew that Wolfe would pull something like that…how did he even ask her to breakfast?"
Eric grinned. "Haven't I ever told you that I was "good"?"
Natalia raised an eyebrow. "Not when we were dating…in what sense?"
Eric shook his head grinning. Whispering, "I'm just good." As he walked away, leaving Natalia laughing with her arms crossed over her chest.
A.J. ran the last documents into the database and stretched. Feeling every single vertebrae relax as she yawned.
Wolfe entered the lab and held out the coffee. French vanilla for A.J., hard for him.
She took the cup greedily and grinned at him.
He grinned too and looked away and sighed. "Fine, you're a great persuader. I haven't drink coffee since I was a teen…" He sipped the black liquid. "It tastes so foreign to me now."
A.J. was about to sip her own when she remembered. The smell. The memory.
"Double sugar no milk or cream…" She whispered.
"That's what I put in my coffee." Wolfe mumbled. "Good hard and sweet."
Good hard and sweet? Double sugar no milk or cream…it can't be him…it's just a coincidence…it's not him…
A.J. shook her head and drank her coffee. It's not him…just a coincidence…
HOPE YOU LIKED IT! I Updated fast because I got real bored. HERE'S CHAPTER 5!