Ginny still had that suspicious expression.
Luke said helplessly: "You were drunk last night, I wouldn't be so tasteless, right?"
Ginny chuckled: "Bullshxt! Do you know how many men have tried to get me drunk and do whatever they want to me over the years? From my high school classmates, to some people in college, and even a distant relative, they all tried. You are the first man to get me drunk. So, you still say you are not gay?"
Luke: "... I think I can prove it."
Ginny raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, then slowly slid down to stroke his chest, and then went down: "It's okay. I don't discriminate against people with the same surname. There is a couple among my good friends who are easier to get along with than those little bitches. Tsk tsk, look at your well-developed muscles, they will probably go crazy if they see them. Well, I've decided, we will be good sisters from now on."
Luke: "... Then can you go down a little further?"
Ginny did it subconsciously, then got shocked and pulled her hand back abruptly: "Ah, that's impossible. You are so beautiful, your skin is as good as a woman's, and your temper is so gentle, you are not a gay..."
Luke could only laugh: "Ms. Gwyneth, you seem to have forgotten who rescued you from the four gang members yesterday morning. Can your gay friend do this?"
Ginny stuttered a little, mainly because she was a little confused by the hard evidence she just touched. It seemed that all her guesses had collapsed, making her a little overwhelmed: "Ah, no, no, they can't do it."
Luke smiled and moved his face closer: "Now, can you let me prove it to you in person? I promise, it will be quick! Miss Gwyneth."
Ginny: "Ah, what? Oh, uh..."
After a long while, Ginny's murmurs could be heard intermittently: "Ah, didn't you say it would be quick? Liar... liar... um..."
Luke chuckled, "I said that the proof will start quickly, but I didn't say the process will be just as fast. This is the truth, the process will be long, you can be patient."
Ginny: "Um..."
After a morning of patient proof, Luke finally succeeded in convincing a certain young lady and made her confirm that she did not sleep with a gay man for a night.
The two of them didn't go out, but ordered lunch in the room, and continued to stay together after eating.
During this time, Selina called and reminded me, "Although I know what you did when you went out last night, and you probably did something this morning, could you send me a text message in the morning to tell me that you are not coming back for lunch? Do you know what I had for lunch today?"
Luke thought for a moment and replied, "Pig food?"
Selina: "That's right! The hot dog stand outside the police station only provides pig food, but I can only eat that! So, you won't come back tonight, right? Honey~~~"
If you put it that way, what about the police officers in the West District Police Department who often eat lunch at the hot dog stand? Luke complained in his heart and replied, "I will definitely go back in the evening."
Selena: "Mum~, I love you, honey, remember to plan the menu for tonight."
Luke: “… You make me feel like a chef.”
Selina: "Okay, I'm still helping you with those boring reports at the bureau. Do you know how many reports you have to write and submit? I've done my job as your secretary, so can't you do well in this promising career as a chef?"
The two people's actions yesterday required them to submit at least ten reports, tens of thousands of words being necessary, and figuring out how to write them specifically was a headache.
Luke admitted defeat decisively: "Thank you very much for your support. I will make you something delicious when I get home tonight."
"It's a deal! Bye, Elsa is calling me again, and she might look for you later. Remember, I told you you had a cold, so you took medicine and slept at home." Selena gave a few instructions and hung up the phone.
Luke shook his head and laughed: This guy is mean, but he even took his leave for me and completed my work for me. Is she going to be a super considerate female secretary
It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Luke brought Ginny, who looked weak but radiant, out of the hotel.
After sending her back to her home in Beverly Hills, Ginny stood in front of the door and suddenly asked, "Can you... be my boyfriend?"
Luke was stunned, then shook his head: "I'm sorry, I like my current job, so I don't plan to have a girlfriend."
If he said this in China in the previous life, he would be a typical scumbag who would not admit his mistakes even after he put on his pants.
But this situation is quite common among young people in major American cities.
Having an intimate relationship does not mean that the two people have to be boyfriend and girlfriend. Pure friends are more common here. Everyone is busy and has no time to talk about feelings.
Ginny bit her lip, "Why? Why are all you men like this?"
Luke knew why she spoke in that tone. Ginny's father was a CEO, which made her very sensitive to such things.
He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ginny, I like being a police officer. I like helping innocent people and punishing criminals. I think if it weren't for this reason, maybe we wouldn't have met, and what happened yesterday wouldn't have happened. So, please understand my choice, okay?"
Ginny opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Although women can often be unreasonable, strictly speaking, she only really got to know him yesterday and had no right to be unreasonable.
To be honest, it was because of Luke's philosophy that she didn't fall into the clutches of WD-36 and perish yesterday.
Ginny was silent for a moment, and finally calmed down a little. The reluctance in her heart defeated her anger: "Then... are we still friends?"
Luke smiled. "Of course. I can't just pretend nothing happened today, right? I just don't have much time to cultivate a relationship. Let's just continue to be friends, okay?"
Ginny stared at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly went forward, hugged him and gave him a deep kiss.
After a long while, the two separated, and she whispered, "Well, can we still be friends like this?"
Luke chuckled and pinched her behind her back dishonestly with his hands: "Not only that, there is a lot we can do, as long as I have the time."
Ginny hummed, "So when are you free?"
Luke thought for a moment and said, "Call me in advance. You know my job, and I can't be sure of my working hours."
Ginny was a little disappointed.
The Los Angeles homicide detective was really busy, no wonder Luke rejected her request.
Luke looked at her expression and was moved: "I remember that you studied business administration at USC, right?"
Ginny nodded: "Yes, it was my father who wanted me to... Never mind, let's not talk about him."
Luke chuckled: "So do you think you have a talent for business?"