[Kiss in the Rain]
It had been a great idea to go for a walk when the sun had been taunting them through the small window in Burke's office at the end of that particular summer evening. He had felt the heat on the back of his neck, could almost hear the happy laughter of children and the smell of freshly mowed grass – you had to give the council something, that grass was always cut! - while he was cooped in his little office that looked more and more like a prison cell with each ticking minute. It had not taken him long to convince Karen to sack it in for the day and accompany him on a walk – a business walk if any of their officers were to ask.
Even in the bulky uniform, her hair up in a tight bun and her face tired from the days work Burke could not believe how beautiful his partner was at that particular moment. She was like an oil painting with the warm halo of the sun around her. Unfortunately though, Mother Nature decided to remind them that they were in Scotland and not in Spain by allowing the heavens to open. Their walk was ruined and Burke opened his mouth to voice that maybe they should head back but something stopped him.
There could have been many reasons.
Firstly, there was an almost free smile on her face as she looked up at the sky and allowed the raindrops to trace every curve of the face that he adored. It was the first natural smile he had seen her wear in a long time. He usually had to force one out of her after a long day at work because of all the horror they saw.
Secondly, she had slowly started to spin in the rain, her arms out and her palms flat like people do when they're checking to see if it is spitting. Burke half expected her to break into a rendition of Gene Kelly's 'Singing in the Rain' because she really did look like she was feeling happy again.
But honestly he knew it was the third thing that stopped him. It was the moment when she opened her eyes and looked at him, her green eyes glittering with a look of pure love that caused his heart to jolt in his chest before she walked over to him and kissed him lightly. He could taste the bitterness of the salt water, could feel how cold she was pressed up against him but all he could focus on was the heat of her lips against his as the kiss became a little bit more hotter than they were used to sharing in public. Eventually when they were breathless, she pressed her wet cold hand against his cheek and stepped back, dazed. "I love the rain," she whispered when she was a breath away from him and he just smiled.
"Yeah," he whispered, "I think I got that." She just stared at him for a second before bursting out laughing, his arm moving round to pull her closer again as he pressed a kiss to her neck and mused about how he may never truly know this woman but he was going to have fun finding out more.
Authors Note: So I didn't pay my bill (for three months running but it's well their fault not mine) so I'm without internet until I pay it... But here's a little something to tide you all over.