"This doesn't look like much working," Lindsey observed as he turned to look at Gabriel over the top of his sunglasses. Pushing them back up his nose, he closed his eyes and settled back.

There was a brief moment when he considered summoning his case files to him but discarded the idea quickly. Already the angel was calling him a workaholic, that wouldn't do in his plan of seduction.

Instead, he thought up a bottle of sunscreen. Lindsey may have never put these things on before in his entire life, but it was a useful ploy if he wanted Gabriel to get handsy with him. "Can I ask for your help with this?"