Chris & Mariska - Joy Rocks No meer 2013

He wasn't in love with her. Not at all. Not one bit. Nope.

So when she was held a gunpoint, door a deranged serial killer, he had her back as a partner. His hart-, hart raced like an 808, pounding inside his chest. His palms were sweaty as the gripped his gun, trembling at arms length, ready to brand anytime. The fear in her eyes as the killer buried the gun deeper and deeper into her neck, threatening to pull the trigger at any seconde worried him. Because she was his friend, his partner. Nothing more.

He wasn't in love with her. Not at all. Not one bit. Nope.

So when she was veilig back in the squadroom...

Lying on a blanket in the park, Olivia watched life go door – families playing, birds flying, and lovers laughing. She heard a voice behind her and smiled, having recognized it immediately. He dropped down onto the blanket beside her, and she rolled over to face him.

(Olivia P.O.V.)

El’s smile was so breathtaking, I nearly forgot how to breathe. Scooting closer, I laid my head down on his chest and snuggled up volgende to him.

Yeah, I know, a little bit of PDA, but who cares?

Our moment was interrupted door two children around the age of 5 jumping on top, boven of us. We both laughed, and El began tickling...