A chuckle. It’s short and barely audible. Usually, he wasn’t that straight forward. In fact the three words slipped out when he saw her again. Hands resting on the police issued utility belt, just over the gun in its holster and the cuffs snapped to the clip. A brow rose slowly with a slight tilt of his head. The gold of his eyes was much brighter than usual, and the smile on his face made the officer seem a little more chipper than his usual self.
Most calls were different, not knowing what to expect on the other side. This one however was routine. A routine he grew comfortable with and in some way looked forward too. Even if it was just to see the woman for a moment.
❝ Actually, if you must know, I’m not always. ❞A soft breath, golden brown eyes never leaving that of hers. ❝ You remembered, Ms. Daniels. It’s only been what three? four calls? ❞
@gothmtms || Continued
