Goodness, the man knew how to work a suit and, as she circled him, she couldn't resist running a hand down his back. It was a simple indulgence, one that she'd give into this once because she could. After that, though, all bets were off.

He was hers tonight, all hers, and since he'd lost the bet, well. He had to play by her rules. It really was a ( Read more... )

You're going back to New York.

Really, Harvey had no one to blame but himself. Sure, she'd taught him the fine art of Skype, but everything else? His own fault. He'd called her during the day, while he was at work, through a video camera and he expected her to keep it at a PG-13 rating ( Read more... )

It had been a long week. A very long week. One that had culminated in a fist fight that Annie had come to without all the skills to win ( Read more... )

Harvey had invited Annie up to New York for a long weekend before Thanksgiving and she'd accepted, on the condition that he take her somewhere nice for dinner the night she got there.

While he finished up at the office, Annie made use of his very large penthouse apartment to take a shower, wash and dry her hair and get dressed in something she'd ( Read more... )

It had been a long week and Annie was looking forward to the next two days with nothing to do. She was finally all moved in and all unpacked and she nothing to do but enjoy the Ben & Jerry's that she had in her freezer, along with the vodka she'd placed it next to ( Read more... )

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Getting bumped in the hip was what ended up waking her up and when she shifted to make room for her bed partner, Annie opened her eyes to darkness and a room that wasn't hers. The room sounded different, the sheets were different and the alarm clock-- 4:47 -- that definitely wasn't hers ( Read more... )

[ convo one]
[ convo the second]
[ red shoes]
[ his shirt]
[ four in the morning]
[ the changing room]