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                Calleigh strode into the locker room, the white tank and black jeans she was wearing clinging to her body.

                Natalia paused as she was reaching to put her purse in her locker, trying not to gape as she gazed at the blonde.

                Calleigh flashed her award-winning smile as she secured her gun holster on her hips, locking her badge in place on it. “How are you doing this morning?” Her sweet southern accent floated through the air, forcing Natalia back to reality.

                She shut her locker and smiled at the blonde. “I’m good.” She murmured leaning against her locker, noting with a blush that she could see the outline of Calleigh’s bra through her tank. “How are you?”

                Calleigh flipped her hair over her shoulder as she sat on the bench, clutching her purse in her lap. “I’m fine.” She smiled at the CSI, locking her bright green eyes on deep brown before she returned her attention to her purse, rummaging through it. “Now where is it?” She murmured, digging more vehemently, not realizing that Natalia was watching her intently. “Ah!” She extracted a tube of lipstick, clutching it between her fingers. “There we go.” She smiled at Natalia as removed the top, pressing the stick to her lips, running it over them gently, puckering her lips slightly. Her smile returned as she replaced the top and popped it back in her purse.

                Natalia resisted the urge to fall on the floor.