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Rita dropped her purse on the floor, next to her bag. She saw that Fin had beaten her home and she wasn’t sure how. She took off her heels, padding towards the bedroom in her stockings, carrying her shoes off the tips of her fingers so that she could put them in their place in the closet. She glanced at Fin on the bed, his glasses low on his nose as he played with his phone. Probably another video game, “Hey babe,” He called out as he set the phone on the bed side table. 

She stretched upwards, setting her shoes on the shelf before she met Fin halfway in the bedroom. He could see the tension she was carrying in her shoulders. He knew that she was having a hard day, “Hey,” She murmured, finally greeting him with a kiss. 

Rita draped her arms around his neck, kissing him slightly deeper, before pulling back slightly, “It was a hard case tonight.” She murmured. Answering his unasked question. She ran her fingers lightly down his chest before she stepped back, “I am going to hop in the shower. Can you unzip me?” 

Rita had hoped that it was going to be a better day and she was wearing his favorite red bra that she owned, “Of course I can baby. Do you want to talk about it?” 

Fin ran his warm palms up her arms before he kissed the back of her shoulder. She shivered with his touch, “Once I am done with my shower, can we just go to bed?” 

“Are you hungry?” 

“No. I ate dinner.” She answered, noticing how he was stalling. She smiled to herself. He just wanted to talk to her. 

“Do you want a drink?” 

“No...how about you just join me in the shower? I can use a massage.” Rita looked over her shoulder, making eye contact, smiling, “I don’t mean that kinda massage.” 

Fin smirked slightly before he finally moved her hair aside, pulling her zipper down slowly. They shared a mutual respect for clothes. That was for sure. He pushed the dress off her shoulders, kissing where her shoulder and neck met as he rested his hands on her hips. 

“Mmmm, your hair is really soft.” He murmured, “Why don’t we take a bath instead. Then we can relax and talk. I missed you today,” He admitted. 

Rita turned,enjoying the way his hands felt on her hips, “Why don’t you get some drinks made for us and I will start the bath?” 

“That sounds perfect baby,” Fin smiled.