After spending weeks working closely together, the chemistry between you and Emily has become undeniable. Her quick wit, sharp intelligence, and easygoing demeanor have drawn you in more than you care to admit. But today, as you walk into the bullpen, you catch sight of her laughing with a fellow agent, a genuine, carefree laugh that makes your heart skip a beat.

You pause for a moment, watching the interaction, and a small pang of jealousy stirs deep inside you. It’s not the laughter itself - it’s the ease with which she shares it with someone else. It’s a reaction that you can’t quite explain, but it’s there, simmering beneath the surface.

Your gaze lingers a moment too long, and suddenly, Emily looks up, her eyes meeting yours. The playful smirk that spreads across her face is all too familiar, as if she’s caught you in the act. The smirk grows, a silent challenge in her expression, and it’s clear she knows exactly what you’re feeling. She leans back in her chair, her arms crossed, and raises an eyebrow.

“Jealous much?” she teases, her voice light but laced with amusement.