I Wanna Be Yours
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MatureComplete Mon, May 10, 20212h 33m
Line Of Duty: Jo Davidson & Kate Fleming
"DCI Joanne Davidson?" A sharp yet soft voice pierced through the silence of the room.
DI Kate Fleming had recently transferred to the Murder Investigation Team, having previously been a part of an anti-corruption unit, the well known AC-12. She was apprehensive to be introduced to her new boss but a large part of her was excited for the change.
However, she wasn't expecting a shorter woman who's hair effortlessly rested on her shoulders, a natural curl emphasising her jawline to emerge from her office. She opted for a side parting, which was less common, something Kate had recently observed when her gaze wandered to other women.
She automatically acknowledged that her boss had been a detective for a considerable while, if the permanent darkening under her eyes that even vast amounts of concealer couldn't hide were anything to go by. Despite the visible stress that bathed her entire expression, Kate had to admit to herself, the woman was stunning, extraordinarily so.
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