Something was pulling me to him.The bartender called last call, and Jake and I walked out the door. He walked me to my car, and leaned into kiss me. '...h my God! I have to be in heaven right now.' All I was thinking was, this could very well be my last first kiss, and it was amazing.Jake ended the kiss, and tried to apologize. I shrugged it off, telling him that I enjoyed it. Kissing him again. Jake pulled away, saying, "Let's go back to my place, okay?"I thought a moment, eventually agreeing to. "Code Red! Code Red! Main lobby!" His target was no longer visible. Clem had fucked up. Percy was going to be pissed, she might take it out on his 'meat and veggies'.From Bubba's briefing, Clem knew the security desk consisted of one-inch bulletproof laminated plate. It would take some concentrated fire from an RL-10 to melt through the two-inch bulletproof glass. The sound of sliding metal below the counter top caught his attention. Gun ports, Bubba did not have these in his briefing. Clem. "Let me get my wife — if I can do it without getting shot, that is," Jacob said. He gave the double knock and Juliette opened the door."I heard that, Jacob," she said in mock anger. "Marnie is doing fine." She is in good hands," Jacob said. "Hon, do you feel like coming out? Jim Harcourt is here and I think he wants to talk business." Business?" Marnie asked. "As in he wants to negotiate for that thief or he wants to talk about our offer?" Your offer," Jacob said sweetly. "I remember distinctly. Smooth hands traveling up and down her body. Stress and tension melting way as passion rose to replace them. She pictured herself turning over and those same slippery hands moving along her arms, ribs, across her chest. Slick fingers squeezing her breasts. Her nipples sliding out of gentle pinches. Soft kisses on her neck, eyes closed, his legs holding her hips in place. Well-oiled bodies, twisting, turning, and rubbing, together. Next she picked up the handcuffs, interesting, but no she wanted.