Kiss

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FAKE and am
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on this story.

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later chapters.

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Moon




Friday April 8th, 2pm

"Partner, you are in luck!"

JJ glanced up from his computer in the midst of typing, fingers poised over the keyboard. He arched an eyebrow curiously at Drake as he flopped
into the chair at the desk opposite him. His partner was grinning from
ear to ear, pay check in hand

"It's my anniversary date, " Drake informed gleefully."I just got my raise!"

JJ returned the smile. "Congratulations. And this makes me lucky, how?"

"Doesn't someone have a birthday coming up?"

JJ chuckled, and resumed typing."Doesn't someone have a VISA card to pay
off first?"

"Ah, who cares, " Drake scoffed. "It's never been paid off before, why worry about it now?
Besides," he leaned across his cluttered desk, "you only turn twenty-nine once ! "

"Not according to my sister," JJ remarked.

" So, what's it gonna be , Bud ?" Drake said, gesturing expansively. "Skies the limit.
Well-" he amended hastily, eyeing his check, " anything under 200 bucks, that is."

JJ laughed, hit "print", and stood to retrieve the hard copy report from the printer across the room.

"What I want is a signature, here, " he said, pushing the paper under Drake's nose , " and then for you to take this downstairs to Roz in records."

"Not until you tell me what you want, " Drake said, adding his name to the report." Roz can wait. "

JJ leaned his slim frame against the edge of his partner's desk , crossing his arms. Drake really was like a kid on Christmas every payday, so eager to run out and spend his money as fast as he made it. No wonder he was always broke.

"Tell you what," JJ said, studying his partner's boyish face. " I know something you can give me for my birthday, and it won't cost you a cent."

Drake's face lit up, then immediately darkened. "I am not letting you talk me into quitting smoking again, damnmit. Remember what happened last time ?--"

"No, it's not that, althought that's a good idea too,'" JJ said thoughtfully. " I'll have to keep that in mind for Christmas ."

"JJ--!"

" Relax, relax," he giggled, blue eyes twinkling. "It's nothing so dire."

" Better not be," Drake grumped.

"It's really easy, actually. "

" Yeah? "

" Cheap, too . "

Sounds good to me, Drake thought, sitting up straighter. " You name it and it's yours pal ! It's your birthday
and as your partner, it's my duty to--"

" A kiss."

The rest of Drake's sentance died in his throat. He looked up at JJ, wide eyed. Oh, shit. JJ was wearing his 'I-am-not-kidding 'face.


" You're kidding, " Drake tried lamely anyway.

JJ just smiled enigmatically and slowly leaned forward . Drake leaned back, until the chair would let him go no further . JJ's hands were planted on the armrests on either side of him.

Trapped. Drake's mouth hung open in shock.

"It's your turn this time, " JJ said softly. " That's what I want you to give me for my birthday, Drake. A kiss. And if you don't close your
mouth, I'm going to assume you want to start practising right now."

Drake's mouth closed with a 'snap' .