Empty cups of coffee and hot chocolate everywhere around them, but they are finally done. Hayley tries to hide a yawn while Jackson is saving the work they have just finished. Maybe they don’t like each other much but noone could deny that they make a great team. ‘So are we done here?’ she asks him, resting her head on the table, exhaustion completely taking over her body. ‘Not like there’s any point in going back to bed now.’ she adds, her bare thigh accidentally brushing his as she’s trying to seperate her skin from the leather chair. ‘Yeah, I think so. You did a good job, thank you.’ he says, looking down at the little space between them with narrowed eyes. ‘Not perfect but it’ll have to do.’ he adds, making her lift her head up in surprise. 'What the fuck is wrong with you, Harding?' she jumps up, not quite believing he really just said that. 'Not perfect? Seriously? I'm working my ass off for you, asshole!' she shouts, tiredness and anger taking control of her words.
