way.
“Would you like a cup of coffee Brian?” Purposely avoiding eye contact with Karen he declined but thanked her for offering. She walked out closing the door behind her.
Brian and Merrick spoke for an hour or so. They agreed to keep in close contact regarding the investigation into congressman Macalister’s death.
By the end they seemed comfortable with each other. Mya listened to the chatter from her desk. She felt eyes on her many times but never looked up.
It was fresh hell for Merrick to keep his focus on Brian and not look at Mya but he had a job to do and he certainly didn't want to give away anything to Brian. They were there until 7:00 pm, Karen came in and said good night an hour ago but no one really noticed the time.
It wasn't until Mya got up from her seat and grabbed her bag that Brian looked at his Rolex. “Shit! He exclaimed I have to go meet the fiancé for dinner.”
“Merrick, it was good talking to you let’s do it again soon I mean like everyday until we solve this”. Reaching into his pocket he handed him a business card.
“Just give me a call before you stop by. Of course if I’m not available you can call Karen to make an appointment.” He said his goodbyes to Mya and left quickly leaving Mya and Merrick alone.
Merrick walked over to the door and watched Mya grab her coat. He noticed that she purposely averted her eyes. I’ll have none of that now that we are alone again.
“So, Ms. Anderson is it uncommon for the D.A. to have dinner with a “cop”?
Mya looked at him and smiled. “I wouldn't know lieutenant I’ll ask a D.A and a cop when I get a chance.” Her derision made him smile. Normally he hated that shit in his women.
What the fuck? Your woman? Pump your breaks, she’s not yours just yet, and it’s slim to none that she will ever be.
“You aren’t much for subtlety huh? Ok. Well I didn't have lunch today so I’m starved, would you like to join me for dinner? Assuming you don’t already have plans.”
She responded without thinking, “Well…As it turns out I don't have plans so yes, I’ll join you for dinner”, it was the truth she hadn’t really eaten much at lunch and was feeling hungrier than usual.
Merrick hid his delight. As they walked out of he office he held the door, “After you Mya.” It was the first time he used her name and hearing him say it made her feel uneasy but she didn't let it show.
Chapter 8
The drive to the restaurant was cordial. They talked about the horrendous traffic, and decided on a place to eat. They settled on a the upscale Aurora Bar & Grill near Parke Avenue. Since his arrival several weeks ago it became his favorite place. The atmosphere was friendly and the food was superb.
He figured it would make a good first impression on Mya. He parked and walked around to get the door for her. In true Mya fashion, she had already grabbed the door handle and was about to open the door herself.
Merrick laughed inwardly, he didn't expect anything less from her. She obviously wasn’t accustomed to going on dates. Opening the door he held out his hand to help her out of the car fully expecting her to decline, to his surprise she allowed it.
The feel of her hand in his sent a jolt through her body and his. They both felt it and this time it was obvious. Merrick held onto her hand a lot longer than necessary before letting it go. He noticed her hand began to tremble.
When he released it he noted that she balled it into a fist at her side. What the hell, why is she so uncomfortable and trembling? Maybe I can delve into that during dinner. He held the door to the restaurant and they walked in.
The maître d noticed Merrick and seated them right away. When they reached the table Merrick pulled the chair out for Mya. She was gracious about it, allowing him to help her remove her coat and hand it to the maître d along with
“Would you like a cup of coffee Brian?” Purposely avoiding eye contact with Karen he declined but thanked her for offering. She walked out closing the door behind her.
Brian and Merrick spoke for an hour or so. They agreed to keep in close contact regarding the investigation into congressman Macalister’s death.
By the end they seemed comfortable with each other. Mya listened to the chatter from her desk. She felt eyes on her many times but never looked up.
It was fresh hell for Merrick to keep his focus on Brian and not look at Mya but he had a job to do and he certainly didn't want to give away anything to Brian. They were there until 7:00 pm, Karen came in and said good night an hour ago but no one really noticed the time.
It wasn't until Mya got up from her seat and grabbed her bag that Brian looked at his Rolex. “Shit! He exclaimed I have to go meet the fiancé for dinner.”
“Merrick, it was good talking to you let’s do it again soon I mean like everyday until we solve this”. Reaching into his pocket he handed him a business card.
“Just give me a call before you stop by. Of course if I’m not available you can call Karen to make an appointment.” He said his goodbyes to Mya and left quickly leaving Mya and Merrick alone.
Merrick walked over to the door and watched Mya grab her coat. He noticed that she purposely averted her eyes. I’ll have none of that now that we are alone again.
“So, Ms. Anderson is it uncommon for the D.A. to have dinner with a “cop”?
Mya looked at him and smiled. “I wouldn't know lieutenant I’ll ask a D.A and a cop when I get a chance.” Her derision made him smile. Normally he hated that shit in his women.
What the fuck? Your woman? Pump your breaks, she’s not yours just yet, and it’s slim to none that she will ever be.
“You aren’t much for subtlety huh? Ok. Well I didn't have lunch today so I’m starved, would you like to join me for dinner? Assuming you don’t already have plans.”
She responded without thinking, “Well…As it turns out I don't have plans so yes, I’ll join you for dinner”, it was the truth she hadn’t really eaten much at lunch and was feeling hungrier than usual.
Merrick hid his delight. As they walked out of he office he held the door, “After you Mya.” It was the first time he used her name and hearing him say it made her feel uneasy but she didn't let it show.
Chapter 8
The drive to the restaurant was cordial. They talked about the horrendous traffic, and decided on a place to eat. They settled on a the upscale Aurora Bar & Grill near Parke Avenue. Since his arrival several weeks ago it became his favorite place. The atmosphere was friendly and the food was superb.
He figured it would make a good first impression on Mya. He parked and walked around to get the door for her. In true Mya fashion, she had already grabbed the door handle and was about to open the door herself.
Merrick laughed inwardly, he didn't expect anything less from her. She obviously wasn’t accustomed to going on dates. Opening the door he held out his hand to help her out of the car fully expecting her to decline, to his surprise she allowed it.
The feel of her hand in his sent a jolt through her body and his. They both felt it and this time it was obvious. Merrick held onto her hand a lot longer than necessary before letting it go. He noticed her hand began to tremble.
When he released it he noted that she balled it into a fist at her side. What the hell, why is she so uncomfortable and trembling? Maybe I can delve into that during dinner. He held the door to the restaurant and they walked in.
The maître d noticed Merrick and seated them right away. When they reached the table Merrick pulled the chair out for Mya. She was gracious about it, allowing him to help her remove her coat and hand it to the maître d along with
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