Chapter 7

Angel was sitting side-on so he could watch Brian. He had very pretty hazel brown eyes that came alive when he smiled. Brian smiled back at him, though he got nervous and looked down at his hands after barely making eye contact. Angel asked Brian if he interrogated a lot of suspects, making Brian laugh, which effectively broke the tension.

“Yeah?” Brian said, risking a glance up. Angel ran a hand through his hair, and it looked so soft to the touch that Brian wanted to touch it too. “Uh…I mean that’s a big part of the job.”

“Are you any good?” Angel asked, waggling his eyebrows.

Brian chuckled. “I’m better at the direct approach,” he admitted. “I have colleagues who are more subtle, but that’s something I had to learn.”

“I see.” Angel reached over to the coffee table and set his wine glass down next to Brian’s, then he settled back into the couch. “Think you could interrogate me?” he asked, as he hooked a leg over Brian’s and leaned into him.