A continuation of this prompt as promised - let’s see what happens when Mike and May go on their fake dinner date with his Dad…
“So, can I ask how long this has been going on?”
You looked to Mike, letting him field this one. He had offered to make an excuse as to why you two couldn’t have dinner with his Dad, but you told him you didn’t mind. From what you knew of the Chief, he wasn’t going to stop trying to make plans, so if Mike wanted to keep up the act, you may as well do it sooner than later.
“It’s been, what two months, nearly three?”
His father leaned his head back, surprised.
You wondered how close that had been to his breakup with Alice, since it had barely been six months since the shooting.
Even if this wasn’t a real relationship, you certainly didn’t want the Chief to get the wrong impression about you.
“Well, that’s counting the first time we went out. I didn’t really know it was a date, but Mike likes to count that as the beginning.”
“Oh? This sounds like a good story.”
Dodds looked over his glass at you, taking what you thought sounded like a nervous breath.
“I don’t know about that. Lt. Benson had some information she was going to get me for a presentation I was putting together and she was busy with a case, so Mike offered to help me gather what I needed. He even stayed late at the office with me helping me put everything together, and walked me home. I just thought he was being a gentlemen, given his pedigree.”
That got a big smile from the Chief, as you had hoped.
“So, I brought some brownies by as thank you, and Mike asked if I wanted to grab dinner and tell him how the presentation went. And, while I am pretty perceptive in most areas of my life, I am sadly clueless when it comes to flirting and all that, so I still thought he was just being a nice guy.”
Mike put his hand on yours and joined in. “It wasn’t until our third date, or what I thought was our third date, that she even realized we were dating.”
“What clued you in, May?”
“Chief, are you asking me to kiss and tell?”
“The look of shock on your face,” Mike added.
“I still can’t believe it happened.”
You gave Mike a wide smile and nudged him with your elbow. He smiled back.
“I love it. And may I say, I think you two make a lovely couple.”
The Chief looked down at his phone and frowned. “I hate to be rude, but I need to take this. It should just be a minute.”
He got up, leaving you and Mike alone at the table.
“I had no idea you were such a storyteller, May.”
“Well, that’s because up until a few days ago, you still thought my name was April.”
“You’re story was so convincing, I was starting to imagine it really happened that way. Although, I can’t imagine you would have been so clueless in real life.”
“Again, that’s because you don’t actually know me. If a guy like you flirted with me, he’d have to be pretty obvious about it. I’d never assume he was actually interested.”
“That would probably take some costly therapy and time to delve into.”
Mike looked past your shoulder, then back at you, leaning in.
He nodded, his face already close to yours. You leaned in the rest of the way, aiming for his cheek but he turned, intercepting your kiss with his lips. His lips were soft, the kiss gentle, and he didn’t linger for long. As he slowly pulled away, you whispered to him.
“My Dad’s not watching. Far as I know, he’s still outside on the phone. This wasn’t for him.”
“Oh,” you said, a bit confused.
“I was doing my best to be obvious.”
He leaned forward again, this time his cheek against yours, his lips beside your ear.
“This is me flirting. And I am very interested.”
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