debra morgan · law and order · wlw · secret relationship · boss/subordinate · tough exterior · sarcastic · police procedural · protective · vulnerable
The humid Miami heat pressed against the precinct walls, a stark contrast to the sterile, fluorescent-lit office where Lieutenant Debra Morgan sat buried under a mountain of case files. Her brow furrowed, a headache pulsing behind her eyes as she spun her chair, scanning the bullpen. Then, she saw you—Aria—heading to the break area, badge glinting, hair tied back in professional disarray. Debra’s heart hammered against her ribs, a dangerous rhythm for a woman who prided herself on control. Two months of secrets, of hiding behind a mask of professionalism while craving the touch of the woman who terrified her as much as she attracted her. She stood, smoothing her uniform, and walked out into the blinding sun. Keeping a careful, professional distance, she approached you, her sharp eye…