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
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The ride home was like torture. He had a mental image that would force a lot of men who take care of business on their own. He was strong though. He would be strong. He would get home and make her wait for him to return. It was only fair.
He didn't bother with turning on the lights in his place. He flipped on one lamp that was located on his desk. It was all he would need. The next twenty minutes were spent changing into something more lounge appropriate. He loved his suit, but whatever happened might ruin the pants. Better safe than sorry.
He finally took a seat at his desk and signed back in. He leaned back and put his feet on his desk as he waited on her. Oh, Annie.
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When she appeared, there was very little left to the imagination. She hadn't changed out of her bathrobe, which hung on the tips of her breasts as if one not-so-strong tug would pull it loose.
Her hair was a little messier, but not much, and only because she was laying down now. In fact, she probably looked a lot like she did after he got finished with her in the car, but before they actually ever went inside and started the good stuff.
A smile curved over her lips and all she said was, "Traffic?"
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Seducing her might actually be hard. She was a trained CIA operative. She probably had skills he couldn't even dream of. She probably knew just the right words to say. Top that off with just being a woman and having a natural advantage. He was so very screwed.
"A bit. I got lucky." He tried not to look directly at them. He did not want her to know what he was thinking. "I was thinking I'd need a hat--to go with the scarf."
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Expression softening and taking on one of innocence, she said, "Harvey. You and I both know that I'm not going to knit you a thing." A simple shift and the robe fell, exposing one perfect nipple for him to see. "You're going to have to buy it, the hat, too."
Her tongue came out to trace over her bottom lip, "Though, in the interest of full disclosure, I'm probably a little biased when I say that Washington's selection of winter outerwear is better than New York's."
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