I was a ball of confusion after he left, my nerves were shot and I had butterflies in the pit of my stomach; why would he throw me a curve ball like that? And better yet how the hell was I supposed to handle it?
I've worked really hard to get where I am, could I risk throwing it all away for what might be nothing more than a fling? I know I didn't believe him guilty of the crimes we suspected so as a woman I had no guilt there but as an agent tasked with a job would it be unethical to go there with him? I wish I knew the answers to my questions.
I paced the apartment for the next hour or so in deep thought; was this something I wanted? Was he even giving me a choice? Was the attraction I felt for him enough to risk what I would most certainly be risking?
I'm sure my boss wouldn't mind
