_Jo's POV_
We each packed the other person lunch; leaving a cute note on a napkin inside, and swapped bags; heading out the door. Once we got to the precinct, he kissed me goodbye, and I slapped his ass; smirking when he turned his head. We made flirtatious eye contact until the elevator doors closed, and I got to work. "You and Morgan are quite the team," Lieu smiled; dropping by my desk. I blushed and straightened up my paperwork. "Relax Detective, I just wanted to know if you could get him to take a look at the Chamberlin case. We have a first rank Detective looking in on it, but they're moving a bit too slowly for the Captain's liking," she explained. "Oh. Okay. No problem," I responded; taking the file from her.
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I walked into the morgue a few minutes later, and Henry paused what he was doing to greet me with a kiss. I always thought if we hooked up that we'd remain professional at work, but he is just as mushy here as he is at home. -I think I've softened him up a bit. "Hello Darling," he smiled; slipping his sky blue latex gloves off and putting his hands on my hips. "Who would you like me to cut up?" he asked sweetly. I laughed, and handed him the file; leaning in to kiss him. He graciously accepted it; throwing the file on a nearby table and assaulting my lips with his own. We giggled like fools; backing up into the wall, and necking fiercely. He grabbed my ass; groping me harshly, and I loosened up in his arms. -Everyone here has seen us make out by now, and we've become a little too passive. "Your rump looks amazing in those slacks," he flirted; panting against my neck. "Thank you. I'd compliment your outfit, but you look better wearing nothing," I smirked; backing up, and shoving the file against his chest.
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_Henry's POV_
I watched Jo exit the morgue; biting my lip to suppress a grin, and Lucas approached me. "Does she have a hot sister.. Cousin.. Anything?" He questioned. "No, I'm afraid. Sorry," I replied; slipping my gloves back on. "You have serious game," he mumbled. "What do you mean?" I squinted. "She just let you touch her.. tush .. in public. My ex wouldn't even let me hold her hand," he elaborated. "I suppose we've always burned hot," I grinned; fetching my hunting knife. "May I tell you a secret? Can you keep your mouth shut?" I questioned. "Yeah. Sure," he answered. "I've been hiding an engagement ring in my coat pocket for nearly a week now.. Every day I get incredibly close to asking her.. But I'm hesitant. Should I do it?" I whispered. "Wow. Really? -I'd go for it Doc," he smiled; patting my back. "Just one question.. Why are you asking me?" he said. "To be completely honest.. I trust your opinion over Abraham's.. He's gotten married and divorced to the same woman twice," I chuckled. "What.. Do you like.. Need a wingman?" he asked; grinning wildly. "No. I'm quite alright. Thank you," I answered. "I think I'm going to go do it right now," I spoke rashly. "Seriously?" he replied; on my tail as I made my way towards the elevator. "Indeed I am. Thank you Lucas," I spoke; pressing the button. "Can I come?" he questioned eagerly. "Surely," I smiled. "Yes. Wing man time," he announced; stepping in the elevator beside me.
