Sep 21, 2008 01:14
Bobby bent to retrieve the spilled contents of Eames’ purse before she noticed. He scooped her wallet and Tums off the floor. He finally found her bottle of Advil under the desk and rolled it out. He stood and stared. It wasn’t ibuprofen. It was prenatal vitamins!
“Looking for something?” her voice sounded behind him.
“Uh, Eames…” he stammered, the unasked question in his tone.
Logan strolled over and clapped Bobby on the shoulder. “Tell him yet?’ Mike asked. She shook her head.
“Come March," Logan beamed at Bobby. "Eames and I gonna have our own Major Case to crack,”
*Mabsy ducks to avoid flying debris*
bobby goren,
author: mabsymango,
alex eames,
mike logan,
ci