Copnapped

25

Erin ran a trembling finger down Jay's bare toned stomach, she breathed in fast when he threatened to wake up. Her lip was caught between her teeth as she attempted to keep quiet. The night before was replaying on her mind, his hands along her body, her lips against his chest, his hair between her fingers, his breath against her neck. She smiled to herself as the sun peeked out from behind the blinds. She slipped herself out from his embrace and caught her reflection in the mirror down the crooked hallway as she scurried off towards the kitchen.

Jay murmured to himself feeling the absence of Erin as soon as she left. He rubbed his tired eyes and stretched himself out. They hadn't even had sex but it was one of the best nights he'd ever spent with her. As soon as he had opened his apartment door last night Erin had pressed her mouth against his, he had to balance himself to avoid falling over from the force of her touch. They'd somehow made their way back to his bedroom, her hands were everywhere. He'd forgotten what it was like to feel so turned on, and the fact that it was Erin made everything ten times more effective.

Erin hummed to herself in the kitchen as she stirred her sugar spoon through her morning coffee, she ran her fingers along her collarbones, bruises left along her body from Jay and his new found joy for sucking along her skin. She could feel her face heating up, her whole body felt like it was on fire at the memories. She wasn't ready to jump all the way in, but last night definitely reassured her that the wait would be worth it.

Jay was in the shower once she'd returned to his room. She left her coffee cup atop of his dresser where assortments of other things were already cluttering the surface. She couldn't help but notice a few unopened envelopes. They were all addressed to some girl she'd never heard of, she frowned not knowing why they would be sent to this address, and if they had been sent there by mistake why would Jay keep them in his bedroom? She jumped when the bathroom door handle started to move. Jay walked in wearing only a towel.

"Good coffee?" He mused, nodding towards the mug in her hands. Erin lifted her thumb up in the air. He moved past her, opened his underwear draw in silence. She watched, waiting for him to say something but he didn't utter a word. He moved out of her way once he'd grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and locked himself back into his bathroom. She sighed, were things going to be like this from now on? After a night of being so close, were they really about to start with the silent treatment.

When Jay was fully dressed and chewing on a slice of toast ready to rush out for work, Erin stopped him. She didn't love the feeling inside her chest, the way things felt in the air it was all wrong. She laced her arm around his waist and ignored the sounds of him chewing on that damn piece of bread.

"It's going to sound cliché but last night I had a good time." She spoke with a tone that for the first time in a long time made her sound happy. Jay swallowed and leaned down to press his lips against her forehead, leaving tiny crumbs to fall down her face. She wiped them away with a small chuckle.

"Good because I did too."

"So, we're good?" She questioned, feeling nervous all of a sudden.

Jay gave her a quizzical look, "Yeah we're more than good, don't worry so much Lindsay."

Erin smirked, "So that's how we're going to be from now on?"

"I don't know what you're talking about Detective." He winked, pressing his lips down against hers, gently kissing her goodbye.

"How was date night?" Antonio asked as the two detectives walked up the stairs together. Jay shook his head having forgotten that they hadn't been alone when Erin made the suggestion.

"It wasn't like you think it was." Jay admitted as they started up the last round of stairs. Antonio laughed and patted his friend on the back.

"So you're saying all you did was share a bowl of pasta?" He asked, not believing it for a second.

Jay shrugged, "She wants to take it slow, I respect that."

Voight was standing in the corner, listening to every word the pair were saying, secretly he was glad that Halstead was talking about Erin in an honourable fashion, if he had said anything disrespectful there would have been a lawsuit against him within the hour.

"Nah ah, I don't believe this." Antonio refused, walking behind his desk and starting his filing. Voight had had enough of their conversation, quickly retreated back to his office.

Jay swung around on his desk chair, rolling it over towards Antonio's desk. "I'm telling the truth, she said she didn't want to have sex until we were committed or whatever."

"Has she even met you?" Antonio laughed, "You've been committed to her since you met her."

Jay smiled down at the floor, he hadn't realised he had been so obvious for so long. "I don't care anyway, I'm not with her for that."

Antonio nodded, he understood.

Erin dialled the numbers into her cell phone and waited for someone to answer, she listened to the sound of the dial until the connection went through. Nadia thankfully was the one to answer. "Hello?"

"Hey Nad, don't react. I just wanted to know if you would do something for me."

"I see, how can I help you?" Nadia asked, eyeballing the detectives that were sitting around her.

Erin cleared her throat, reached over to Jay's chest of draws and took hold of one of the envelopes. "When everyone has gone I need you to go to my computer and look up a name for me."

Nadia was about to tell her that she no longer had a computer in the office, but she knew she wouldn't be able to say that without raising the suspicions of at least one of the cops that were sitting in her proximity. "Can do, I'll call you back." She told Erin before ending the call as if nothing had happened. She looked down at the notepad she'd scribbled down the name Erin had told her over the phone,

Stacy Graham.