“Can I kiss you?” Carmisi

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It had been a long day full of fielding calls, making excuses, and doing her best to make sure Barba didn’t bite her head off, and Carmen was exhausted.

Still, she couldn’t deny the slight flutter in her stomach when, right on 6pm, Detective Carisi strolled into the office, smile as bright as the sun despite the bags under his eyes.

“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you,” she cautioned, grabbing her bag as she locked her computer. “He’s been in a mood all day.”

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