Chapter 24

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On her lunch break she goes to Mickey's, and gets two burgers, some fries, and a half pint of the grasshopper custard. Then she goes to the precinct, hoping that Jay's not busy. When she gets there Adam is talking to the desk sergeant, and he offers to walk her up to the bullpen.

When they get to the top of the stairs Jay's sitting at his desk, doing what she assumes is paperwork, she smiles at the concentration on his face.

"I thought she was bringing me some lunch, but she said it's just for you." Adam says, getting Jay's attention, and he smiles at her. It's the first real smile she's seen from him in days, and she hopes to keep him smiling. They go to the break room, and he leans in to give her a kiss after he closes the door.

"You didn't have to bring me lunch."

"I know, but I wanted to. How are you feeling?"

"Better now." He says with another smile; giving her another kiss, and she hums into his lips.

"Have you guys gotten any new cases?"

"No, why?"

"I was just wondering if maybe you'd want to go do something tonight, before Nadia gets here tomorrow?" She says quietly, her cheeks turning red, as Adam walks in, to get his lunch out of the fridge.

"Aww you're blushing, that's so cute."

"Adam." Jay says sternly looking at his friend.

"Alright I'm out." He says walking towards the door. "Just remember if you were planning to do something dirty in here these are pretty thin wa-" He adds

"Adam get the hell out." Jay says, and Adam closes the door behind him.

"I actually already have something planned for you." Jay says once Adam leaves.

"Like?"

"You'll just have to wait, and see." He says after he finishes chewing his burger. They don't get to finish lunch together because Erin gets called back to work, but they both get home at the same time. They greet each other with a passionate kiss, and then Erin pulls away, but she keeps her body pressed up against his.

"How much time do I have to get ready?"

"Half hour?" Jay replies with a peck to her lips.

"A half hour?" She asks raising her eyebrow at him, and he nods with a smile on his face

"What are we doing?"

"Go get ready." He says turning her around.

"What am I supposed to wear?"

"Whatever you want." He says at first, but then as she's about to step into his room he says

"Whatever I want? So I can wear pajamas?" She asks turning back around.

"No not pajamas, maybe jeans and a t shirt, or a sundress."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." He says, and then she smiles at him, goes into the room. When he goes in about fifteen minutes later, she's in the bathroom, she puts a lipstick, but it's subtle, and she moves her upper and lower against each other, before making a light pop sound. She lets her hair down, and ruffles it a little before spraying her perfume in the space just to the side of her and walking through the mist. She turns, picking up a thin light pink material, and putting it on over her white tank top. He doesn't know that he's ever seen anything like it before, it's like shawl and a top, it's simple, but he likes it on her. He grabs a fresh shirt out of the drawer, and he walks over to the hamper, and takes off the shirt he wore to work, and replaces it with the new shirt. When he's done pulling the grey material over his head, she's switching off the light in the bathroom, and walking back in the bedroom.

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