SECRETS ♡ TIM BRADFORD

• CHAPTER 19 •

-chapter nineteen -

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"OKAY SO HOW ARE WE GOING TO DO THIS?" Layla asked Tim while he sat on the couch.

"Babe, I told you I don't care how they find out."

Layla rolled her eyes. "Can you stop being a debbie downer for one minute." She pleaded.

Tim sighed softly pulling her onto the couch and into his side. "Why don't we just invite everyone over for dinner. Tell them then?"

Layla looked next to him shock appearing her face. "You want everyone here? In our home?"

Tim paused shaking his head. "Well when you put it like that-"

"No, no, no. It's a good idea. It's just not one I'd thought you would literally ever suggest."

He squinted his eyes at her. "So you think I have bad ideas?"

"No of course not, you just-" Layla groaned as she noticed the smirk that approached his face. "You're not funny, at all."

Tim shook his head taking a sip of his beer. "Oh baby, I'm hilarious."

Layla sighed softly. "We can have everyone over on Sunday. But you'll have to handle the invites since this is technically your place."

Tim groaned. "That's not fair." Layla smiled up at him placing a peck to his lips.

"Life's not fair Timothy."

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Layla walked around the station. She had down time because she was on her lunch break.

"Sergeant Bradford good morning." She said stopping at his desk. Tim met her gaze raising an eyebrow at her.

"What can I do for you officer Hicks?"

Layla gave him a small smile. "Just wanted to see if you have started handling everything." Layla said courtly as she smiled at a passing officer.

Tim sighed before he looked up at her. "Yes, I have started."

Layla smiled brighter as someone pulled up next to them.