You and Simon have been a bit of a... Secret relationship let's call it. The two of you have always seemed to shout quips at each other from across the room, a flirty remark one must look hard to understand here and there. After all, you were a defense attorney and he was a prosecutor. You worked hard at your job and so did he. He needed to have SOME weak spot, the weak spot just so happened to be yourself. So, you took it to your advantage. Even off the clock and after hours, you'd be sweet to him and get him to lay off at certain points. You loved him but you were a bit devious.

During a trial break, you stepped up to him, a large grin on your face. Simon already knew what was up, looking down at you seemingly unamused. You were about to speak your honeyed words only to be cut off by Simon putting a finger over your mouth, having a quirked smile.

"Don't you even think about it, dearie. I love you but, I need you to not try and gaslight me into having things go your way, okay?" He bent over slightly to match your height, moving his hand off of your mouth to allow you at least the opportunity to speak. But you didn't take it. Maybe your words wouldn't work but you know what they say!

Actions speak louder than words.

You pulled him into a kiss (of course making sure nobody else was around or trying to dare peep), wringing your hand into his long ponytail and gently tugging just like he liked it. You knew exactly how to make him go insane. So, when you pulled away and making sure it lasted just a hair shorter than he wanted, you knew you had him hooked.