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[AU] ... from the 'meet at a different time' meme

After two years at the Agency, Annie's job hadn't gotten any better (or worse). Sure, it had it's downsides - namely, being shot at (or being shot), but the biggest one had to be the Agency parking lot.

She could never, ever find a parking spot.

Of course, the morning that she'd gotten up early and proceeded to spill coffee on her first outfit, had to jump start her car and then fill a tire with air? She managed to get behind the chatty son-of-a-bitch in the compensation car at the guard shack. She sat there, plotting the ways to key his car without actually getting caught and then he'd moved on.

Smiling at the guys in the shack, she showed her ID, waited until they'd looked under her cars with mirrors, and then picked up the pace on the way to the agent parking lot.

It just wasn't her morning.

The short cut she took through the visitor lot took her right past the spots in front for all the diplomats and the Agency hotshots. She didn't see Mr. Compensation trying to adjust his parking until she'd plowed into his rear bumper.

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"If it's okay with you." He didn't want to pressure Annie in one direction or the other, not that he thought Annie would let him get her involved in something she didn't want to do.

In any case, he signaled the waitress for their check.

Waiting until the waitress had dropped off the check and he'd taken care of it, Annie stood and set her napkin next to her plate before she gave him a sly smile. She didn't even intend for it to come across as nearly as flirtatious as it did.

"I was hoping I wasn't going to have to ask."

Clay stood and took Annie's arm before heading back to his car, "Then I guess it's a good thing that I have an extra suit. His tone was more flirtatious than his expression.

"You have an extra suit with you?" She paused at the door and pulled him close, her hands resting on his waist, fingertips curling a little into his slacks.

"I like to be prepared."

He led the way back to his car and spent a few minutes wondering when they'll wind up at his condo.

On the drive back to her apartment, Annie sat there thinking about her options and all the ways in which it was a Very Bad Thing to continue their relationship. He was too old for her, he was too higher ranking for her, he was too... rich for her.

There was another part of her, deep down, that wanted nothing more than to let herself just love him. And when that thought hit her, she felt butterflies in her stomach start up again.

When he parked, she turned to him, leaned across the console and kissed him.

For the third time that evening, Clay was caught by surprise, and returned Annie's kiss. She was good at that.

There were so many things wrong with all of this, she was twenty years younger, a relatively new agent, someone he didn't know all that well at all.

It didn't change the fact that he popped the trunk and smiled at her. "You seem to like to surprise me."

"I'm not doing it on purpose," she confessed as she leaned against the back panel of his car to watch him remove his overnight bags. "But I'm not going to complain if you aren't."

That made it even better in his book.

"You won't hear a single complaint from me." In fact, he found it captivating. Annie was the first woman to ever do that.

Clay took his bag out of the trunk and headed up to Annie's apartment with her.

His saying that he wasn't going to complain made her smile all the way to the front door. Inside, she set her purse down and stepped out of her shoes so that she was a little more comfortable.

"You can hang that in my closet if you want." On her way to the kitchen, she said, "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Just a glass of water," Clay said as he turned toward Annie's bedroom to hang his suit in her closet. He removed his jacket, tie and vest, hanging them up in the garment bag too.

When he came out of the bedroom he leaned in the kitchen doorway, wearing his shirt, suspenders, suit pants and shoes, "Thank you for coming to dinner."

Annie turned from the sink where she'd been rinsing out her coffee mug and wiping down her counters to find him leaning against her kitchen doorway looking incredibly dapper and the sight made her smile soften.

"Thank you for inviting me." It took her a moment to realize that she was just staring.

Holding out the glass, she said suddenly, "Sorry, here."

Clay took the water and drank some before responding, "It's okay."

He crossed his feet at his ankles, "I'm glad you enjoyed dinner."

"I did. A lot." She stood there and looked at him for a moment longer before her smile got bigger. "You have no idea what happens when you look at me like that, do you?"

Clay had no idea he was looking at Annie in any sort of unusual manner, but he decided to go with it, "No, I don't."

"Now you do."

She took the water from him, finished it off and set it on the counter next to him before kissing him deeply.

Clay was suddenly very glad that Annie took the glass, or it would have wound up on the floor after she kissed him like that.

"You're good at that." So good that he'd give her an eight.

"So are you." She murmured it without actually moving that far from his personal space. "I just don't want to keep doing it in my kitchen."

"No, and that would make all the work you just did cleaning the place completely useless."

Clay put his arms around her waist and pulled Annie closer to kiss her again before pulling back, "We should lock up, go to bed."

"If you want to go get undressed, I can lock up," she said against against his lips before kissing them quickly and taking a step back. If she didn't put distance between them now, she wasn't going to any time soon.

"I'll see you in your room."

While Annie was locking up he finished getting undressed, except for his shorts. Being completely naked in her bed was odd for him.

Meanwhile, Annie started undressing on the way to her room and finished the last button as she hit her doorway. The shirt was pulled off as she smiled at him and she couldn't help the next words that came out of her mouth.

"I like the way you look like that."

"In bed and waiting for you?"

He couldn't help the way he looked her over from the doorway.

"It's a good look."

She finished undressing near her closet, glancing over at him as she undid the zipper on her skirt and hung it up before turning back to him and undoing her bra. That she left in the hamper and then she went around the bottom of the bed and slid in next to him.

Giving him a bashful smile, she said, "I figured a nightshirt might get in the way."

Clay just smiled. He had to admit that Annie was cute, and not just because she was in bed next to him mostly naked.

"You're probably right," he said before kissing her again.

[AU] ... from the 'meet at a different time' meme

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