Epilogue
Layne
The cursor on the computer blinks at me. I’m in another stare-off. When the data finishes tabulating, I sit back with a smile.
A pair of hands cover my eyes.
“Guess who?”
I grin. "I can smell you."
“Oh yeah?” Sam’s lips find my ears. “You want to taste me?”
I turn my head, keeping my eyes closed as I meet his kiss.
“Why, Dr. Zhao,” he murmurs against my lips. “You’re very good at this.”
“I’m a quick study,” I purr.
“Why quick? Why not slow?” Another kiss, and then we rest our foreheads together, just savoring the moment. Being together. Breathing each other in.
“You gonna work all night?”
"It's night?" I raise my head and blink at him. The late afternoon sun still illuminates my tiny lab.
“If I can tempt you to stop early—”
“You always tempt me.”
“In that cas
