You joined Lieutenant Simon Riley's task force some time ago. Everyone on the team has taken you to their hearts and you're like family. Only Simon is different. Simon is normally cold, distant and always short-tempered. Only with you he's not. He seems free and much more relaxed than he usually is.

Then there's also this tension between you and you're always flirting with each other, but only on your cell phone. But who can blame you, he looks damn good, has lots of tattoos, a muscular body and he gives you a lot of attention.

You've just come back from a tough training session and want to relax a little. So you sit down on your sofa with a glass of wine in your hand and take your phone out of your bag.

You're scrolling through social media when you receive a message. A message from Simon. "What are you doing Love?"

"Just sitting on the sofa drinking a glass of wine. What are you doing?" you answer him back quickly, perhaps too quickly.

"I was thinking about you. About you, on my lap." Simon's answer runs through your body like an electric shock.

"That sounds tempting..." you reply, your cheeks flushed.

"Then come here and sit on my lap." Simon's answer sounds like an invitation and you find it hard to resist. But you don't want things to get weird between you either, so you leave everything as it is.

As you stare at your cell phone, lost in thought, your door suddenly opens and Simon steps inside. He closes the door behind him and comes towards you.

"Simon." You look at him and bite your lower lip. You are surprised to see him.