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A pleasant shiver went through her at his words, both from what he'd said and how he'd said it. His voice definitely did something for her. Saffron just had time to smile in response before Eames was kissing her, a kiss she returned in earnest, her hands sliding up his arms

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Saffron nodded. "It really is, believe it or not. Just my luck, finding you," she murmured. This wasn't something she'd planned on happening today, not by a long shot, but it was without a doubt a very pleasant development.

She thought of her office, and immediately dismissed the idea. That had been her and Warrick's place, and she couldn't bring herself to take anyone else in there. There was another place, though, that would be perfect, a place that was being kept nice and tidy even though it was closed down.

Saffron kissed Eames again, lingering a little, then took him by the hand and led him over to the concealed entrance to the Champagne Room. "Follow the tunnel until you reach the room at the end," she instructed, showing him the way in. "I'll be right behind you."

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Following her lead without any hesitation, Eames couldn't help raising his eyebrows at the passageway he was being shown, turning his gaze from it to her after a moment. "Well, isn't this a well-kept secret," he said slowly, syllables drawn out, clearly pleased with the idea. Just where he was going, he didn't know, but in that moment, at least, he trusted her, her interest as apparent as he suspected his own was. He wasn't sure why there would have been a concealed tunnel in a strip club, but he could inquire about that once they'd reached their destination. Stepping forward into it, he said over his shoulder, "I suppose I'll see you in a moment, then, darling."

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Once he'd headed off down the passageway, Saffron dashed into her little office and grabbed a couple of condoms, took a few moments to make sure she was looking her sexiest, and then went to meet Eames.

"This is our Champagne Room," she said as she entered, going over to where he was waiting. "VIPs and private parties only. It's been closed for a while, though, since I don't have enough staff to cover it."

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"That's a shame," Eames replied, turning to face her from where he had been admiring the room. "It's nice." More importantly, though, now, it was convenient, affording them privacy while there was still time before the club opened. If this really was known about by so few, then there was no chance of interruption, and they didn't exactly need anyone to walk in with where this was heading. Stepping towards her, he let one corner of his mouth lift a little higher. "And it is your birthday, so I suppose one could say we're celebrating."