At work, it took an hour to orient herself that morning. Happy thoughts of her night with Brodie and his reversion to being keen and responsive warred with what she’d seen at Sutcliffe’s camp and the possibilities that brought. Grant had wanted to come back to her apartment after their trip, he’d wanted to talk, and she’d told him that she had to think.
Before she walked into his office, she wanted to try to put her sense back into its place. Except he had appointments all afternoon, so she knew that she could only put it off for so long. She had to talk to him before lunchtime.
Giving in to the inevitable, she went through to his office. She closed the door and sat down at his desk, remaining quiet while he finished the piece of work in front of him. When his typing stopped and he close
