No Strings

Chapter 14

Rafael was absolutely buried in casework, still at his desk, wishing he was anywhere but, Carmen was long from gone for the weekend, but the silence helped him work. A few hours passed until he heard a pair of heels making their way towards his door, despite the late hour, you still knocked on the  jam as you entered. He took in your appearance, a blue cocktail dress, draped across your shoulders, ending above your knees, feet in a pair of gold heels, your hair curled neatly around your shoulders, he felt a warmth of love spread through his chest.

“You headed undercover tonight or you got a hot date?” He joked, turning his attention back to the case files. You dropped yourself down into one of the chairs in front of his desk, throwing your legs over opposite arm of the chair, sighing.

“Well, I thought I had a hot date…” You tossed a pair of Broadway tickets onto his desk, watching as he glanced down at the tickets, registering what was in front of him before the colour drained from his face. His heart dropped in his chest, all he wanted was to make you feel happy, for everything, and as of right now he’d screwed up.

“Shit” He muttered, running his hands over his face ”I’m so sorry Carino….” You interrupted him from your chair

“Hey, I know what cases your working on right now.” You gave him a small smile, “You’ve got a lot on your plate, and if you don’t have Carmen put something in your calendar, you’d never remember it,” His heart glowed, with anyone else there would’ve been a confrontation, angry words, maybe even a night in the office, but you simply understood. You smiled, pulling a bag up onto his desk, “Ordered your favourite.” You winked, pulling a container out onto his desk.

“I stand you up and you bring me dinner? What on earth did I do to deserve you?” Rafael dug into the containers you’d brought him, you pulled the legal pad he’d been working on towards you, reading it over and making some of your own notes and edits. 

“Carino.. I am SO sorry.” He started, you waved a hand at his admission.

“Apology accepted. This wasn’t the first time one of us has had to skip out on a date, and I doubt it’ll be the last.” You’d barely gotten the sentence out of your mouth when your phone went off, sighing, you answered it, “Y/L/N.” A brief pause, “Yeah I’ll be there in 15.” Rafael stood at the same time as you, walking around the desk, pulling you into his arms, softly kissing you.

“Thank you.” He muttered into your hair, you pulled back, kissing his cheek gently.

“I’m guessing I won’t be home anytime soon,” You squeezed his hand, making the retreat out of his office, “But that doesn’t give you an excuse to work too late!” He chuckled at that, watching you leave the doorway, smiling happily at him. It may have been a struggle to squeeze in real dates with both of your schedules, but at least you both understood each other, and knew that despite your feelings, the job, helping people, was the main priority.