"You're hair looks great lassie" Shawn says looking at me through the elevator doors.
"Thank you." I grin. No no stop.
"You should dress like this more often" his hand glides down my back. I have a flannel on and jeans.
"Spencer" I growl.
"Sorry" he takes his hand off me but instead grabs my hand. We walk into the lobby and see Juliet. My original reaction is to wave but shaen quickly turns in front of me and grabs my other hand. "You are so handsome With your salt and pepper hair and eyes I could swim in." I can't help but stare into his green eyes. He raises his eyebrows.
"You..youre hair looks good today."
"Really? Like my hair doesn't look good everyday?!" He shouts tossing my hands down. "Jeez Darren." He starts walking off. I turn around totally confused. He nods to the elevator which juliet is holding open. I run after him.
"You guys are a cute couple" she coos as the door shuts.
"Yup. Just me and lassie" he slaps my ass again
"I told you to stop doing that" I grumble.
"He does that a lot?" O'Hara laughs.
"Like three times a day. Keeps our passion burning."
"We don't have to touch each other so much shawn." We walk into our hotel room.
"You guys don't sleep in the same bed?" She pokes me.
"O'Hara" I sit down on the couch next to shawn.
"We saw them at IHOP a few days ago and he had a partner. I'm guessing he was the guy in new York." Shawn says as I open the file.
"Chris Michlo." I point at the picture.
"Yup-" Juliet's phone starts ringing. She walks out with the file probably leaving.
"By any chance do you have some pain pills?" Shawn asks getting up.
"I have Advil. Why? what's wrong?"
"The couch is really stiff." He lays down on my side of the bed. "I think I might go get a massage today" he closes his eyes.
"I can keep an eye on michlo and Williams" I feel bad for making him sleep on the couch. Maybe I should sleep on the couch tonight.
"Mm I don't wanna get up" he groans.
"Roll onto your stomach" I sigh rolling my sleeves up.
"I'm flattered, lassie. But I don't take it in dry." His eyes open and his face redens. "I did not just say that"
"You did" I laugh. He rolls onto his stomach. "I'm doing this because I don't want to waste the money on a stupid massage"
"Are you gonna massage me lassie?" I can just hear his smirk.
"Shut up"
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He pulls the blanket off the bed. "Shawn" I groan. I'm gonna regret this.
"Can I not sleep with a blanket now?" He asks. I can tell he's a little irritated. "Lay down."
"What?" His eyes go wide.
"Lay down" he lays down. There's a pretty big space between us. "I will shoot you if you touch me." I roll onto my side and turn my lamp off.
"Oh...okay" turns out I didn't sleep that well.
