Felicity

Felicity sat in Weston's apartment, just inches from him, falling apart inside. He was the one and only person she wanted to tell about the photo. The way he was taking so much of this investigation into his own hands made her fall more in love with him.

She knew it was because it was the only way he could truly feel like he was being a protective boyfriend without really being one.

It was cute and extremely sexy. She felt safe near him. Like nothing or no one ...