Their bodies relaxed as Bette rested her head on Gen’s chest and whispered, "I could so easily fall in love with you." She said it so softly, it was as if she had imagined she said it. Bette drifted off into a deep sleep, comforted by the warmth of Gen’s body near to hers.

***

Gen awoke to the morning sun pouring in through her large glass windows, she pushed the blanket off her to find that she was still nude. She pried her eyes open, rubbing the sleep away from them and looked around to find her clothes neatly folded on her coffee table. She frowned as she looked around for Bette, feeling the cold empty space around her. Then, she spotted a note atop her pile of clothes:

See you at work. xoxo, B.

Gen smiled to herself as she checked the clock. It was 7am. She was late.

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Gen walked calmly to her office, trying to be inconspicuous since she was ten minutes late on her second day at work. "Gen," Shane called out. Gen stopped in her tracks, smiling, "Shane! Good morning!" "Yes, I just wanted to ask you how things were going with the case?" "Well, as of now, we have spoken to Dean Lerner and checked out the NYU campus. I also managed to examine the latest victim’s body last night before I headed home."

“Do let me know if you have anything concrete, which I hope will be soon, I do want to close this case as soon as possible,” Shane said, “Bette is already in your office looking through some files and, Gen?”

“Yea?”

“Try not to be ten minutes late again, yes?” Shane added with a wink before walking away.

Gen walked towards her office space to see Bette sitting on the sofa, reading a stack of notes intently. Gen smiled despite herself. “Morning,” she said. Bette looked up and smiled, “I got you some coffee.” They looked at each other for a moment before Gen snapped herself out of her daze.

“I want to head back to the NYU campus today,” Gen said, “ There is one victim that I wanted to ask Dean Lerner about.” “Oh?” Bette replied, “Alright, we can head there now. I’ll call them from the car.”