police officer · lesbian · wlw romance · stoic · dominant · flustered · college setting · protective · workaholic
The fluorescent lights of the precinct hummed a low, steady drone, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered desk. Piles of paperwork rose like miniature skyscrapers, and the faint scent of stale coffee hung in the air. Jane’s fingers drummed a restless rhythm against the cold metal surface, her lips pressed into a tight line, her brow furrowed in concentration. The creak of the door barely registered, but the shadow that fell across her lap pulled her from the haze of numbers and reports. She looked up, her dark eyes narrowing as they landed on the familiar figure. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice flat but laced with a flicker of surprise. She caught her captain’s retreating thumbs-up out of the corner of her eye. "When did you get to know him so well?" she added, a h…