Their dynamic had changed. To the outside world they were the same, but for Cal and Gillian everything was different. They were closer, in every way possible. She knew how it felt to have him breathing beside her. He knew what it was like to wake up wrapped around her. They had felt that connection you get when you open your eyes in the arms of your lover. She had kissed all of his tattoos and he had touched every inch of her skin. He opened up to her and she had drawn him in. Now instead of taking on a suicide case and running with it alone, he included her. Instead of sitting at the opposite side of his desk when they interviewed clients, she now stood behind it, by his side. And although they had decided to keep quiet about their new relationship for a while longer, their body language and actions definitely outed them as a couple. Of course with any relationship where business and pleasure mixed there was the inevitable power struggle. Cal needing to assert his authority as the alpha male while Gillian needed to show she was still very much her own woman and wouldn't be pushed around. When Cal had yelled at Loker and Torres about going out for coffee he was making sure everyone knew he was the boss. So deliberately Gillian made them go and get the coffee they wanted to prove she was still in control. She headed straight for Cal's office to tell him what she had done and more importantly that they had done as she had said. Cal smirked at her.
"What?" she demanded.
"You've been spending too much time with me luv."
Gillian smiled realising she was just as bad as he was. They were wrestling to be on top and there was nowhere else they would rather be.
