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[freshoffthefarm]

The previous night had been a very intense, very long event.

His financial situation had been the involved and intense discussion, while Annie's had been, 'I still owe four thousand on my Audi', and she still wasn't entirely sure why he'd wanted to have such a thorough discussion about their money, other than that he wanted to marry her 'someday', but now that they were back together, Annie knew that there were other things they ought to discuss.

As usual, dinner was taken out, this time at her favorite Italian place not far from the Agency. He was talking, and she was listening... kind of. Really, she was thinking about the reasons they'd broken up, and the things that had taken place after. Not as concerned with the bread basket as he was, Annie stared at her glass before she finally picked it up.

Sipping at her wine, aware that he was still talking, she interrupted with, "Do you think I'm a slut?"

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"I know. I love you, too." She gave him a sincere look, one that showed her remorse. "I'm sorry for ruining dinner the way I did. I shouldn't have brought all the old stuff up."

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"You didn't. I was just caught a little off guard, that's all."

He leaned in and kissed Annie, "It's okay, really."

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"Caught a little off-guard?" Her look turned skeptical and she sighed. "You practically choked on your veal." Pulling her head back just a little, she added, "You're sure?"

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"Okay, it was a lot off guard." Clay pulled her as close to him as he could, "And I'm sure."

[freshoffthefarm]

"Good."

Being that close to Webb meant that she could run her hands all the way up his back and hold him just as tight. It also meant that he was close enough for the good kind of kissing and she took full advantage of it, finally moving so that she could run her fingernails down his arm.

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"Everything's fine."

He kissed her again, deeper this time, fully intending to keep that going as long as possible.

[freshoffthefarm]

For Annie, kissing Clay while standing up presented a set of challenges that she didn't want to deal with. It reminded her too much of hurried kisses in the halls after coffee breaks or in the elevator. Since they were already undressed, she had no qualms about backing up onto the bed and laying there with him to continue.

Then it turned lazy, just the way she liked it. All slow kisses and wandering hands, without any kind of hurry.

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Clay tried to take his time and do everything that either of the times, in his office or the hotel office, didn't allow him to do. Touching and kissing all those places Annie loved. He hoped it worked as well as he hoped, and let her now just how much he loved her.

[freshoffthefarm]

Annie didn't need him to touch her to tell her how much he loved her, she really just kind of knew. Of course, she didn't object to the touching, either, and it was all the romantic and loving that she'd wanted going into their evening.

"You know I love you, right?"

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"I know."

Clay just smiled at Annie trying his best to keep that loving mood going.

[freshoffthefarm]

Even after their great, awesome, loving sex, Annie didn't have a problem kissing him as she came down from her orgasm high. Humming her happiness, she nuzzled his neck.

"Thank you for dinner, by the way. The food was nice."

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"You're welcome," he said accompanied by a yawn. "I love going to dinner with you."

He also loved how they usually found themselves after sex, and put his arms around her, to keep her where she was.

[freshoffthefarm]

"Me, too."

That kind of anchoring made her grin and she slipped a leg between his to hold herself against him even more. How she'd ever learned to sleep like that, she didn't know, but now that she had, she couldn't imagine sleeping any other way.

"Goodnight, Clay."

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"Goodnight, Annie. I'll see you in the morning."

Clay got comfortable around Annie. He had no idea how he got used to sleeping like that either, but he had and like her, he couldn't imagine sleeping any differently.