Joey was never the type for romance; hell, she was never the type for dating. That was until the Deputy managed to save her ass from John’s ‘confessions’. Since then, she could feel her face flush, and her heart speed up whenever she laid eyes on the Deputy— but she never understood her mushy feelings around her. This was another one of those times; but it wasn’t in the fray of battle, just admiring and longing in the Spread Eagle Pub. ”Hey, Rook.” She murmured, feeling giddy.