March 29
Friendship doesn't have to be fancy. A Sunday matinee, a walk on the beach, a long talk over a glass of homemade iced tea. It's the quality of time that counts.
Gibbs hid a smile as he tugged Jenny into the park. She had been swamped with paperwork and meetings in the last week. The last straw for him had been when he had arrived at her townhouse to find her in her study with a huge pile of paperwork. It was clear she had been working solidly through the weekend and desperately needed a break.
The redhead had loudly objected as he knocked a pile of paperwork to the floor, before he dragged her into the hall and handed her a coat. But the tension had slowly begun to leave her body as they continued to walk.
He had bought lunch in a small, out of the way café. She had happily tucked in while urging him to eat as well, making him wonder when she had last eaten. He knew Noemi did most of the cooking and made sure she got something in her, but Noemi had the weekend off. And Jenny could be extremely engrossed in her work, to the extent that she needed to be reminded to eat. He had talked her into sharing dessert with him, well aware that she would forget to eat something later if he didn't keep an eye on her.
The little park had caught his attention as they had passed, and she required little persuasion to enter. It was a beautiful place: small groves of trees, wide open areas of grass, a tiny pond to one side. For some reason, the park was empty of humans, although squirrels were everywhere.
They settled down on the grass and shared a smile, both of their minds far away from work.