Serendipitous Saturation ✔ [Completed]

Chapter 4 - Teasing & Truthtelling

"Just helping you out," Vansh smirked upon seeing Riddhima’s shocked but curious expression.

"You gave my team a lead," she said with a shake of her head. "Just how long were you waiting out there for me?"

He smiled enigmatically. "So, your agent...Kabir...is that what you called him...he is what you'd call an inscrutable fellow."

"That's one way of putting it," she replied with a smirk. "What lead did you give him?"

"Your John Doe, told them where he worked by the sound of it."

She drew her head back in a question. "Are you applying for a job here or something?"

He smiled. "Are you offering me one? Trying to instil some of that work ethic of yours into me again?"

"Just sounds like you're cut out for detective work by the sound of it."

He laughed. "Ah, no. I doubt police work is in my future."

She teased seductively, "Oh? Is that your psychic powers at work again? Thought they were on the fritz these days."

He matched her smile and moved a step closer, his tone lower and his eyes darkened. He ignored her question. "So, if I did come to work here, would I have to call you boss too, Agent Riddhima?"

She raised an eyebrow then laughed softly. "Oh, you'd like that part, would you?"

He grinned and tilted his head to the side. "Well, I have to admit the authoritarian look does suit you."

Warming up to the flirting, "Not if you're on the wrong side of it, believe me."

"Of that I have no doubt. Let's hope I never am."

She edged closer, their fronts practically touching. "Somehow I doubt that'll happen."

He smiled, ghosted his fingers over her right side, out of view of the bullpen outside. "Oh? You think I'm trouble?"

"I know you're trouble," she whispered, more and more entranced by the heat in his gaze.

He brushed his lips against her cheek softly and lingered them there, then heard a satisfying intake of breath in response.

"I think the exact same thing about you," he whispered as he drew his mouth across to her ear slowly.

It had gone from zero to one hundred in seconds as the air sizzled between them. Only the sound of a file crashing to the floor outside made her pull back from him, swallowing hard. She didn't want to imagine what they'd be doing right now if she hadn't heard it. But somehow she doubted she'd ever look at her burgundy couch again in the same way. It relieved her that he appeared similarly affected, his tanned face taking on a more rosy glow as he fought to regain control of himself.

"Uh...thanks for bringing me lunch," she said, walking around to the safer location on the other side of her desk. "You really shouldn't have."

He shrugged, shoved his hands into his pants. "My pleasure."

"So...was there anything else you wanted in particular?-"

He raised an eyebrow then grinned at her renewed blush as she looked back to her desk and straightened up a stapler and some pens. She licked her lips and stammered, "It's just that I...I have three open cases-"

"Of course. I know you're busy." Now it was his turn to become tongue tied. "I...um...I...wondered if you were free tonight, though." When he saw her frown, he added, "I know we just saw each last night and well that we've seen each other already today too but...but there's something I really need to tell you before...well, before things go any further between us."