Sharon and Mobius
Smooth peanutbutter. Caramel. Nutella. Whatever it was, Mobius's voice was delicious, and it sank into Sharon in ways she didn't think a voice possibly could. All thoughs of criminal empires were gone from her head when he spoke to her so gently, touched her hand, looked at her with those amazing eyes.
"You're important to me, too," she lifted her free hand up to touch his cheek, getting lost in his eyes for a moment. ...Then she couldn't remember what they were talking about. Funny how that happened with drunk people. Still, she broke into a smile. "I'm really, really glad you're here."