 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
“Is there something wrong?” he asked her, noting the look of worry on her face. He mirrored her expression as he studied her. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” he said gently and caressed her arm. It was true – he would never judge her. The things she had told him about her family didn’t phase him in the slightest – all that was important, was Egypt and who she was as an individual.
“It’s those bloody heals you women insist on wearing.” he teased. “But it makes a pleasant change from those hard benches.” He shifted his position slightly to get more comfortable. Egypt seemed different somehow– more confident, but still the quiet girl he was well and truly falling for.
He nodded, “Yeah, one chap we brought in is still being questioned – he’s refusing to talk.” He shook his head at the thought of poor old Mr Flooing and his break down in the Raven’s Claw… and then his odd silence in the detention room. He wanted to ask Egypt to make sure the courts went easy on him, but knew he that this was completely against the rules. If found out, Nate, and even worse, Egypt, would be in serious trouble for such a breach. Besides, who wanted to talk about work - they were finished for the day. Best leave work and work and enjoy the time when you weren't there.
“Oh really?” he replied to her next words and hugged her closer to him, enjoying the closeness and the warmth she provided. He had spent the rest of his own day feeling an emptiness that he couldn’t shake off. And for once, it wasn’t the need for a drink - it was Egypt – the mesmerising woman who had stopped to talk to him in this very park.
He was taken aback by her next question and wasn’t sure she meant it in the way it sounded. He looked into her eyes not sure how to respond to such a foward question - if indeed, it was how he interpreted it. “What do you mean?” he asked finally.
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