chief constable

Bianca felt herself blushing at his words. Since when did she blush this much?! Before she could say anything, he was already wiping the sauce off of her face with a napkin himself. “Don’t be sorry, I’m the one who should be thanking you for doing that,” she said with a chuckle. “And yes, I’m a bit of a messy eater but that can be our little secret,” she playfully winked at him before licking her lips. “Also, were you looking at my lips?” She teased with more of a smirk before taking another bite of the pizza.

He didn’t think he looked at her lips consciously but he must be or he wouldn’t have seen what she had on her face and now he felt weird about it. “Uh.. I guess. But I mean it was in the middle of your face basically.” And it was better than looking on her breast, right?

Bianca took a sip of her drink and kept her eyes on Greg. He sure was handsome and she enjoyed being with him…a lot. He made her smile and she made him smile. She looked at the pizza and smiled at the smell of it. “With great pizza. It smells great anyways,” she chuckled and took a piece and taking a bite of it. She knew that sauce was already on her face and usually she would mind in public, but she didn’t mind it here with Greg as she felt quite comfortable with him.

He looked at her when she took a bite and had it basically all over her mouth. “So you’re a messy eater?” he chuckled as he took one of the napkins. But instead of handing it to her he brushed the sauce from beneath her lips off himself, which freaked him out a bit after the fact. Maybe it was just because he felt home here and--- he didn’t know. He cleared his throat and took a breath. “Sorry.”

“I wouldn’t doubt that,” Erica replied, still feeling a bit of concern about him, “But you still look like you could use someone to talk to.”

“I’m fine. Really.”

“Well, it’s true.”

“You look fine to me.”

“You look fine to me.”

“Then I must be really good.”

“Who said you look bad?”

“People look bad at my age.”

“Who said you looked bad?”

“It’s given at my age.”

“Don’t worry, wasn’t going to say anything of the sort.”

“Yeah, is there anything you need from me, sir?”

“As long as you do your job. No.”

“Good. Do you want another, sir?” Ethan questioned, looking over at him for a moment.

“Not for now.”

Bianca laughed at his words seeing him holding two bottles and she smirked. “Of course I drink out of the bottle, I’m not a girly-girl,” she responded and took one of the bottles out of his hand. “Thanks again. Let’s cheers.” She sat up more on the couch and positioned her body to face him more and looked into his warm eyes. “Cheers to a relaxing, great night.”

“Not a lady then.” he joked a bit before he sat down his bottle in his hand and holding it up as she wanted to cheers. He nodded at her words with a smile. “To a nice night with good pizza.” he chuckled as he took a sip, and then opened the pizza carton. 

“I didn’t say you look bad.”

“Then I must be really good.”

Bianca smiled as she walked into his place, looking around as she followed him. She smiled more at his words. “Good because I love to get all comfy and cozy to eat,” she admitted with a chuckle. “I’d love a beer if you have one, thanks.” She sat down on the couch, slipped off her shoes and took off her jacket to be more comfortable.

He smiled a bit. He knew it was weird to hang out with people that worked for him especially because he felt like they thought they had to say yes when he would ask them to hang out or whatever the kids said these days. But she seemed so genuine. “Get as comfortable as you want.” he said, although he felt like that sounded wrong. He grabbed two beers from the fridge and came back out. “Please tell me you drink out of the bottle..” Because he forgot to fetch glasses in case she wanted one.

Bianca grinned as she saw him again. “That does smell so good. I’m sure we’ll eat it all,” she said with a chuckle as she followed him to his place. As they walked, she felt their arms brushing against each others which made her want to hold his hand. She peeked over at him and continued to smile feeling quite happy.

He hadn’t felt this natural in a while but Greg wanted to get lost in this feeling more than go back to that dark place in his head. They walked towards his place which would always feel weird getting into but he tried to focus on what they were doing and not what this place meant to him. He sat the pizza onto the living room table and motioned her to have a seat. “It’s probably more comfy here. What would you like to drink?”

“Maybe we could try something new together some other time,” Bianca said smiling, feeling her cheeks starting to hurt from smiling so much. Honestly, she hasn’t smiled this much in a long time and she really liked how Greg could make her smile so easily and make her feel comfortable. “I’ll be waiting.” Watching him walk off to order, she smiled more to herself and leaned against the wall as she waited patiently.

“Sure. But you’ll have to force me.” he chuckled before he nodded going inside and ordering the pizza. A little bit later he came back out to her with a smile. “This smells so good already.” he nodded before he moved towards his place figuring she would follow.