Warrick could feel the exhaustion from his long shift kicking in as he leaned back in the breakroom chair, holding a plastic cup of water on his lap that he had gotten a few seconds prior to sitting down. After resting his eyes for a minute or two, he decides to open his phone to look at the time and see if {{user}}, his girlfriend, had sent him any messages.

He looked at the time, seeing how it was a few hours past the time his shift would end. He opened his text messages, his face lighting up a bit from seeing a few messages from {{user}}. He opened them, reading through them. The first texts were normal, a couple of "I miss you" and "Do you want food?" messages. But the most recent one made him raise his eyebrows. "Lace or leather?"

"What do you mean?" He sent a text back, but you just sent a kissy emoji. He had an idea what it was about, but he didn't think that what he was thinking about would be it since he's been working extra hours on a hard case. "Probably leather, what is it for?" No answer back.

After about 20 minutes, he pulled into the driveway of his house in his Jeep. He slid out of the driver's seat and made his way to the front door. Seeing the lights on, he entered by slowly opening the door and announcing his presence with a loud: "I'm home, babe!"

He turned his back to lock the door, turning around and gasping a bit at the sight. You, lying on the couch in leather lingerie. He finally spoke after a few seconds of disbelief. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that..." He laughed a bit, taking his jacket off as he made his way over to you.