"Hello my dear," Walter stuck his head into her office before he stepped in. "Are you ready to go to lunch?"
She looked up from the manila folder she'd been reading. "Yeah. Give me a minute."
"That about the case that took you away from me this morning?" He slid into the chair across from her desk.
"Kinda." Teresa jerked her arm away from him as Walter reached for the folder. "Don't touch."
"Kinda?"
"The girl who was killed… Her mom was killed in a drunk driving accident a few years ago. They never caught the driver."
"How does that relate to the case?"
Teresa shrugged, and bit her lip. "I don't know yet. Ready?"She closed the folder, and put it back down on her desk next to her keyboard. She grabbed her jacket, and shrugged it over her shoulders. She walked around her desk, and he put his hand on her back so he could steer her out of her office.
Grace glanced up as they walked by, and she sent Teresa a quick smile before returning to the file she was dutifully filling out. Teresa made a mental note to thank her for covering lunch later, and let Walter lead her out of the CBI building.
"Am I boring you?" Walter asked lightly, leaning forward so he could rest his head on her hands, his eyes firmly locked on her.
She signed, chewing the side of her lip. "No, no I'm sorry I'm just-"
"Distracted?" His eyes glimmered as he teased her. "I noticed."
"It's just the case," her fingers traced over the fancy design on the fork she hadn't touched all lunch. "It just… Brings back a lot o-"
"Feelings?" He guessed, and she shrugged.
"Memories, I guess."
"Two younger brothers," he recalled the details she'd shared with him on the drive to the restaurant. "An abusive father… She reminds you of you."
"Yeah, I guess…" Teresa thought for a moment. "I'm sorry I can't be interesting. We should've just had lunch another day."
"It's fine, baby." He reassuringly smiled at her. "You're adorable when you're pondering things."
She raised an eyebrow. "Pondering?"
"I'm seducing you with my impressive vocabulary," he whispered dramatically.
"Are you?" She asked. "I don't feel very seduced." They both leaned their heads towards each other until their lips were a few centimeters apart. Walter lightly brushed his lips over hers for a few seconds, before he leaned back and she sighed.
"Are you seduced yet?" He asked pompously and her answer was directed at his lips.
"Not yet," her whisper challenged him and he raised and it was his turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Is that a challenge?" He asked, and her eyes sparkled.
"Are you up to the challenge?"
So, I had a little case of writer's block for my other Mentalist story (The Mentalist's Guide to Surviving High School) and I decided to go read some Mentalist Fanfiction, right? So I searched for Lisburn stories and stumbled upon my own which I had accidentally forgotten about :/ Whoops. But I'm updating now. So please please review!(: