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“What was I supposed to do?” Grace smirked. “Bow?”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” Olivia said with a chuckle. “Maybe just nod. Anyway.” Her eyes softened. “Hello, Ms. Michaels.”

“Hi.” Grace stepped up close. “How was your flight?”

“It was—”

???

Before she could say, Grace flashed a brilliant smile of her own and cut her off in style. Olivia found herself backed up tight against the door. Smooth hot lips latched onto hers, teasing herinto opening her mouth. Not that she needed much prompting. Warm hands slid under her shirt to tickle her ribs. Olivia would have smiled, but she did not have time as Grace moved to her breasts, fast and sure. She cupped her in both hands, fondled her enticingly, and rubbed her thumbs over her already erect nipples.

“I knew it,” she declared with a hint of triumph.

“Uh—what?”

“No bra. For me?”

“Ah. Yes… I—" Olivia gasped when Grace swallowed her words with another heated kiss.

This time it was deep, slow, possessive. It almost blew the top of her head off. Good thing she had the door at her back for support, really, or she might have dropped. Her knees had turned to water, and Grace apparently was intent on inducing oxygen deprivation. Even so, Olivia was sorely disappointed when the kiss stopped.

“Wow.” She panted. Blinked. Chuckled. “Wow…”

“Hmm.” Grace caressed her cheek with a sexy, almost feline smile. She traced a smooth finger across her lips and gave her a quick, mischievous lick. “I’ll say.”

Charmed, her heart racing from the kiss, her touch, and just the sheer pleasure of being close to her again, Olivia looked at her. Blue eyes pulsing with… What? Joy? Desire? Wickedness? All three, she decided. And wondered what Dana might make of Grace’s entrancing welcome. Olivia knew for sure that she loved it.

“Missed me?” she asked.

“I did,” Grace answered. “You look surprised.”

“A little. I thought I might have to tease it out of you.”

“And how would you do that?”

“Very well. Want me to show you?”

“Why not?”

“Okay.” Olivia grinned. “Maybe later then.”

She relished the sound of Grace’s laughter, loved catching that flash of appreciation in her eyes at this little tease. It was great to know she had missed her too. Though they’d only been apart for ten days, Olivia had felt every minute of the separation.

“How’s work been?” Grace inquired as she walked across her office space, taking it all in.

“Great.” Olivia nodded. “Managed to get ahead of schedule on a new project, so I can enjoy being here this weekend without a hint of guilt.” She spread her arms wide in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. “Phew! Look at this awesome view!”

Behind her, Grace made another low and sexy approving sound. “Oh, I am. The city’s not bad either.”

With a smile, Olivia turned back to her. Grace looked every inch the commanding executive in a flowing black pantsuit and mint-green silk blouse. Needle-like heels and a flash of black bra, perfect hair, and subtle makeup, highlighted natural good looks that required very little extra.

“You’re not bad yourself.”

“Glad you think so.”

“Grace…”

Forgetting her resolve to tease her by playing hard to get, Olivia closed the distance between them. She wrapped her arms around her neck, holding her, and silently asking to be held at the same time.