An attendant in a neat black jacket took his coat and ushered him to a large room on the top floor, where several men and women in evening wear mingled.  He gladly took the glass of Dom offered to him as he swept the room. On his far left, under a grand painting of a foxhunt, a familiar face raised one hand in greeting.

“This is damn near a ( Read more... )

Even when the whole world is your office, office romances are still the worst idea, really. What happened in Newcastle between him and Thorne was a fluke, never to be spoken of, and 00’s know how to keep their secrets. 009 made it clear that he isn’t normally into those kinds of things, though he seemed so enthusiastic that time in Morocco. He herd ( Read more... )

Unarmed it is then, removing his shoes, moving a little quieter, he goes further in his home, slowing a bit at the corners.

From the doorway to the bath he sees the back of a blond head floating in gray marble tub in the middle of the room. A pile of clothes lies on the floor within arms reach, a holster on the top almost camouflaged in the ( Read more... )