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He watched her intensely as she shifted gears, speeding through traffic with a sense of urgency.
"Check the registration." She demanded. He located the document in the glove compartment and squinted at the paper. She took off the police hat from her head tossing it into the back seat. The she quickly unbuttoned her uniform top, keeping one hand on the steering wheel. Underneath the police shirt she was wearing a black lace tank top. As she thew the shirt to the back, she felt his eyes on her.
"The address, Red!" She shouted.
"Oh, yes. Right." He said and began to type the address in to the GPS system. As the device instructed Liz on where to go next, Red also removed his cap and shirt, leaving him with a white t-shirt. They rode silently until they got to the home of the vehicle owner.
"Wow, this place is huge!" Liz gasped but Red just shot her an uninterested look and grabbed the clothes from the back stuffing them into the duffel bag they collected full of supplies. "Figured.. You're a bit of a snob." At that he let out a rumbling laugh.
"I just admire beautiful things." He said after his laughter settled. Then his gaze moved from the house to her blouse. "Is that such a crime?" He whispered, shrugging his shoulders. Her expression changed completely at the tone of his voice and she turned her head immediately to avoid her own eyes connecting with his. She walked up the steps and he followed closely behind her, secretly admiring her curves, curious to see what was beneath those thick layered police uniform pants. "And I was starting to like that uniform on you." He added, earning himself an embarrassed laugh and and eye roll. That's all he could ever ask for.
They got to the front door, didn't notice any cameras so Liz took out a tool from her pocket and began picking the lock while Red turned around and scoped their surroundings. It only took her about 15 seconds. Red smiled at her in pride. "That's my girl!"
"Oh shut up Red!" She said smiling, giving him a smack on the chest, playfully, then letting her hand linger there for a moment. Her touch, however rough, was enough to make him smile too. "Come on." She said, unexpectedly holding his hand. He willingly followed her inside. Then they split up momentarily Red checking upstairs while Liz checked downstairs.
"Clear!" They both shouted.
"Shall we get started?" They made their way to the bedroom which had an attached bathroom.
"I'll take care of my hair, it'll only be a few minutes."
"You sure you don't need some assistance?"
"I'm fine, Red." She said and closed the door behind her.
30 minutes later, Liz came downstairs to the living room where Red was watching the news. As soon as he heard her coming, he turned off the tv. He began rambling on about a new blacklister, called the Troll Farmer, when she suddenly appear in his line of sight.
"What do you think?" She asked with a shrug of a shoulder and subtly bit her bottom lip when he abruptly stopped talking. His eyes widened and his tongue rolled. He tried. He tried so hard to make out a word but he couldn't. For a brief moment the earth stopped rotating, his heart thumping loudly in his chest. He was so used to seeing her in her formal attire. But now.. She looked like an angel. He wanted to say, she looked beautiful, he wanted to say she blew him away, that she stole his heart.
"Welllh." Was all he managed to mutter. She never really had the privilege of leaving Red speechless. She could feel the tension rising between them as her cheeks turned slightly red. That's when it hit her... 'He wants me'...