May 11, 2014
Oakley shook his head as he lent against the doorframe, sucking his lower lip between his teeth to hide his smile.
"Yes?" Bailey asked, not looking up from his marking.
"It's the team's Christmas party, and I've missed the last three pub nights; I really should go."
Bailey nodded. "Mm-hm, I'm not saying you shouldn't."
Oakley huffed a laugh. "No, but you are sitting there looking intensely fuckable, and that's pretty much the same thing."