By Christy Danger
Pairings: Meg/? - See if you can guess who is in Meg's bed.
Meg climbed into bed by herself. He was on a stakeout and who knew what time he would be home. But she understood, she was a cop herself, after all. She rolled onto her side with her back to the door and closed her eyes.
Several minutes later, she heard the front door open. He was home early. She decided to play possum and make him think she was asleep. She heard him come into the bedroom and undress. When he pulled the sheets back and climbed into bed, Meg knew he wore only his boxers. He spooned himself behind her and laid an arm across his waist.
"How'd the stakeout go?," she whispered.
"Great. We got the guy. He won't be hurting any more kids."
"Good." His hand drifted up her body until it cupped her breast. "What do you think you're doing? Shouldn't you be exhausted after your long day?"
"I'm never too tired for this." And he rolled her over and kissed her deeply on the lips.
As they kissed and explored each other's bodies with their hands, Meg moaned, "OH, Tom."
I figured Tom Dewey should get to have a little fun.