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

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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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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.

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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."

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"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."

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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.

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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?"

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"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."

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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."

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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."

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"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?"

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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."

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"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.

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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.

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"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."

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"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."

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"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.

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"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.

[freshoffthefarm]

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."

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"In bed and waiting for you?"

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

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"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."

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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.

[freshoffthefarm]

With that kind of agreement, Annie couldn't deny that she felt a little good about her decision and she gave into his kiss with enthusiasm.

Pulling him over her, she wrapped her leg around his and ran her hand down his side. All in all, it had been a very good night.

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Clay decided to say something about his shorts before she asked, "Didn't want to assume. . ."

Though at this point that seemed silly.

[freshoffthefarm]

His comment made Annie pull back, lifting herself up on her elbow to look down at him with a smile that was really a cross between totally amused and somewhat sultry. Her blonde hair spilling over her shoulders gave her the appearance of being in the middle of-- well, exactly what they were in the middle of.

"You didn't want to assume--?" She trailed off and gave their bodies a deliberate look before catching his eye again, leaning over to give him a very slow, very deep kiss. "I want you to assume. Assume everything."

Reaching down, she took his hand and placed it on her backside as she arched her body into his and kissed him again, her own hand sliding up the front of his shorts and then into them. "If you don't? I'll be so disappointed."

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Through the whole exchange, Clay could only wonder what he did to deserve someone like Annie.

"Then I'll make sure to assume."

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"Mmmhmm," she murmured. "Do that."

As far as she was concerned, he hadn't gotten lucky so much as unlucky. After all, she'd hit his car rather hard that day and there had been six months where she'd caused him stress in regards to his op. For now, though, she was done talking.