Chapter 5
“Weren’t you in the Army?” Shaw demands. Harold is still in the men’s room putting on his own suit and John has made five attempts already.
“What does that have to do with anything?” John studies the latest results. Maybe if he buttons his suit no one will notice the skinny end is slightly longer than the fat end.
“Didn’t you have to wear a tie with your Dress Blues?” Shaw asks. “Tell me your sergeant didn’t have to tie your tie for you?”
Before John can lie to her, Finch emerges from the bathroom and sighs.
“Come here, Mr. Reese.”
Shaw smirks as John shuffles over to Finch and lets the older man re-tie his tie. John stands there stoically while Harold fusses over him.
“That will have to do.” Finch says finally, brushing the microscopic spec of lint off John’s lapel. “Thank you for taking Bear this evening, Ms. Shaw.”
“No problem.” Shaw tells him. Behind Harold, Reese in running his hand down the front of his chest. His head is down but Sameen can see the small happy smile on his face. Oh ho, is that what it’s about?
“The driver should be downstairs in a minute.” Harold announces after checking his watch. “Come along, Mr. Reese.”
Harold heads for the stairs with John trailing behind. Shaw grabs Reese’s arm as he passes her.
“What?” Reese asks impatiently.
“I bet he’d enjoy undressing you more.” Shaw hisses, nodding to where Finch is waiting.
John wrenches his arm out of her grip and hurries after Harold. Reese does blush beautifully, Shaw decides watching them go.