Alex's POV
" Now what?" I hiss and fingers curl over the edge of the desk. Thomas sits silently at his desk, he stares at the screen. He shrugs and eyes lazily slid over to meet mine. He wants answers as much as I do. About this case. About our bosses. About me. About us.
" I don't know." He shrugs and looks at the screen again, I have no idea what he's looking at, but each time he looks at the screen he looks like he's ready to punch it. " But we definitely know now that they're our A-list suspects. No one freaks out like that over being classified as a suspect, no one."
" Well, do we listen to them?" As the question comes out Thomas smiles and glances at me, he shakes his head and grins.
" We wouldn't be doing our jobs very well if we did ." He chuckles, his eyes look like molten gold as he looks up at me, eyes catching the sunlight . I smile softly and nod my head, I move my laptop and bag over to his desk along with all of my paperwork. He makes room and we settle into a silent groove. By the time five hits we've got more information on them than what we needed, whether it's true or not is a different story. Most of the information is straight from the horse's mouth.
Thomas is in the middle of scribbling some notes down when he pauses and looks at me. His eyes scan me up and down and that smile that drives everyone crazy flashes. It falters for a second and he chews on the corner of his lip, I know that look. He's trying to figure something out on me.
"What is it?" I look up from my notepad and lay my head on my hand." You look like you're about to hurt yourself from thinking too hard."
"Why would you and John break up?" He cocks his head and he looks at his laptop monitor . I catch the image in his eyes, it's a picture of me and John from my Instagram. "You guys look so happy, I don't think you were even that happy when we busted those wannabe drug dealers."
"I..." I blink, I did not expect that. His eyes glance back at me and his own questions float in his eyes again. Do I make him happy? " We decided that we put each other too much at risk and we just... weren't happy like we thought we would be. We were constantly worried about the other, we never saw each other, and when we did. " I sigh and shake my head " We were too tired to do anything or it was all lust."
" But you look at eachother like it's more than lust. " He frowns and he goes back to his task." What if your friendship is a relationship?" I freeze and look at him. He... has a good point. I glance outside, John's on his daily run. I can't help but smile and I feel a weight lifted off my shoulders .
"I never thought about it like that." I shrug and go back to writing. It's silent for another half an hour.
" Have you.... Ever thought about dating again?" I blink and look over at him, he's shut down his computer and completely set aside his work. Odd...
"I mean, it has crossed my mind." I nod slowly and tie my hair back." I would love to have someone to call my own, to be able to talk about my day too or just... get my mind off my day."
"Have you ever thought about dating inside the agency again?" He asks. I blink and smile, I look down and chuckle, he's joking I look at him and my smile melts when I see how serious his eyes are. They hold me in his gaze, I can't escape. Those ember filled eyes hold me in a trance. I can't break out of it or get him in my own gaze.
"I'm open to anyone. " I nod slowly." I shouldn't knock someone off the lost based on their occupation ." His eyes break off of me and watch John as he does stretches in the garden." I have thought about asking him out lately, maybe it'll work out better this time." The shift in Thomas' posture is small but I notice it, his shoulders sink and eyebrows worry together. He offer a smile too true that it just adds too the disappointment in his expression.
"Then why not, offer him a date over the weekend." Thomas nods." If everything goes smooth tomorrow, it'll be a great celebration."
I study Thomas and my eyes widen. Oh my God I'm dumb. All these years, the whole eight years I have known him from high school too now, he hasn't been fighting with me. He's been flirting. I took it as fighting, he has an odd way of flirting, but he's been flirting. My face flushes bright red and my body freezes in realization, his eyes fall too the ground and he chews on his cheek. His eyes glance back outside at the setting sun. We're silent for another ten minutes before he stands and grabs his wallet.
"Do you want anything from that dinner across the street? I'm going to go get something." He starts across the room slowly, he takes long strides. The muscles under his shirt twitch and tighten as he gets closer to me. I stand up when he pauses in front of my desk. " Would you like anything?" His eyes land on me again, the gold in them sharpen his stare.
"Yeah...." I smile and nod slowly, I grab his tie and pull him down. His eyes widen and we both freeze for a minute. Thomas' face flushes as bright as the teenagers he talks to when he does an investigative. His mouth moves to form words but nothing comes out. He puts a hand on my desk to steady himself. He runs his other hand through his hair nervously .
" Like?..." He cocks his head. I smile and put a hand on his cheek as I take a step closer to him, his breath smell like grape Skittles. Traitor. I shrug and give a soft smile. " Give me a minute to think Thomas." Before he can respond my lips are on his.
We both freeze up, unsure what to do now. His hands slowly find my hips, I hum and push him back into my chair, my hands tangle in his hair and tongue slips into his mouth , he moans and melts into the kiss. Who knew he was so easily to crack? I smile and after a few minutes I pull back panting, our eyes meet each other and we both give a wide smile. I laugh softly and brush his hair back from his face with my hands.
"How about..." I put my hand on his chest and we study each other. " We pack up, go get some dinner, and work more at my place?" he nods slowly with a smile.
"I... like that." he nods slowly.
" Sounds like a plan." I grin and we lace our hands together, walking out hand in hand .
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Secrets, Lies,and Love
FanfictionAlexander Hamilton and Thomas Jefferson have only met once and it ended with them getting pulled apart in the middle if a highway after five minutes . What happens when their FBI groups join together to solve a newly developing murder spree? Alex...
