She'd been so busy trying to be quiet that she didn't remember that his other senses - like those involving hearing - were more finely tuned than ever. When he woke up, she couldn't resist the tender look she sent in his direction. At least he couldn't hear that.
The guilt was something she couldn't hide from her voice. "Hey," she said softly even as she pulled her tank top over her head. "I thought I'd get out of here early so I could go home, change... you know."
Auggie nodded his head. "Change. Right." Slowly, he pulled himself out of bed and wandered across his bedroom. In doing so, she got a good view of his ass. He smiled and padded over to his closet, pulling out a pair of sweats to wear.
"In theory, we have the day off today. You remember that, right?" Not like they actually had a day off. If he had one day where he wasn't called in, he'd die of shock. He sighed, not bothering with a shirt. "You can run off if you need to."
Oh, his senses were very clear sometimes. Sometimes his hearing was the best sense he had. "Want some coffee?" He really hoped it didn't get awkward.
Annie could hear his tone just as clearly as he could hear hers. She sighed, standing there in her panties and tank-top, she felt like the one-night stand about to do the worst kind of walk of shame.
"Auggie," she said, trying desperately to keep the regret out of her tone because she didn't actually feel any regret. She just didn't like the thought that he thought she was running off. "I remember. I just--"
Trailing off, she shifted from one foot to the other, then crossed the room, to slide her arms around his waist from the back. Pressing a soft kiss to the tattoo between his shoulder blades, she whispered, "It's complicated. You know that, right?"
"I know it is, Annie. We're a bit of a mess, aren't we?"
He smiled and rested his arms on top of hers. For a moment he just stood there, thinking over the night before. He wasn't sure what had come over either of them. All of a sudden, they were kissing and making confessions. They touched and did things that he didn't expect.
"I know, Annie. We're a bit alike, you and I. I'm fine with you running off." He laughed and turned to face her. He didn't regret anything that they had done. And he didn't hear it in her voice either.
He sighed, reaching out to brush her shoulder with his fingers. "I know. We work together. We're friends. Complicated."
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She'd been so busy trying to be quiet that she didn't remember that his other senses - like those involving hearing - were more finely tuned than ever. When he woke up, she couldn't resist the tender look she sent in his direction. At least he couldn't hear that.
The guilt was something she couldn't hide from her voice. "Hey," she said softly even as she pulled her tank top over her head. "I thought I'd get out of here early so I could go home, change... you know."
It sounded lame, even to her ears.
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"In theory, we have the day off today. You remember that, right?" Not like they actually had a day off. If he had one day where he wasn't called in, he'd die of shock. He sighed, not bothering with a shirt. "You can run off if you need to."
Oh, his senses were very clear sometimes. Sometimes his hearing was the best sense he had. "Want some coffee?" He really hoped it didn't get awkward.
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"Auggie," she said, trying desperately to keep the regret out of her tone because she didn't actually feel any regret. She just didn't like the thought that he thought she was running off. "I remember. I just--"
Trailing off, she shifted from one foot to the other, then crossed the room, to slide her arms around his waist from the back. Pressing a soft kiss to the tattoo between his shoulder blades, she whispered, "It's complicated. You know that, right?"
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He smiled and rested his arms on top of hers. For a moment he just stood there, thinking over the night before. He wasn't sure what had come over either of them. All of a sudden, they were kissing and making confessions. They touched and did things that he didn't expect.
"I know, Annie. We're a bit alike, you and I. I'm fine with you running off." He laughed and turned to face her. He didn't regret anything that they had done. And he didn't hear it in her voice either.
He sighed, reaching out to brush her shoulder with his fingers. "I know. We work together. We're friends. Complicated."
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