[CONTINUED] ... Annie & Simon

[freshoffthefarm]

Meet me at this club at 9pm. *address*The text was short, sweet, and to the point. Simon had thought long and hard how he could make it up to Annie. Especially after Cuba. They needed to talk, but talking was serious. He didn't want to be serious. He wanted to get back to the flirtatious nature that they had shared. He really was starting to fall

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[amasterspy]

As she approached, he couldn't help but smile. She looked gorgeous. Just like he knew that she would. He stared, not even bothering to hide it. The desire in his eyes was very clear. As she came closer, he met her at the bar, one arm wrapping around her waist and pulling her in for a kiss. "Beautiful," he murmured, before letting his lips claim hers.

"Scotch, I take it?" He purred the words and urged her to the bar, keeping one arm wrapped around the small of her back. "And yes, you do look gorgeous. Very slinky."

He sighed into her ear, before turning to the bartender. He didn't know what to do with her. There was something off, that much he couldn't deny. He didn't know what it was, though. Another spy? A fed? He knew he had to tread carefully, but his heart wasn't having any of that.

[freshoffthefarm]

It shouldn't have pleased her the way it did to hear him so happy at the sight of her, but it did. It made her smile grow and she felt the warmth of his kiss all the way to her toes. A happy sigh as he ordered her scotch and she nodded when the man confirmed her order. Standing there with Simon's arm around her made her feel safe and wanted and more things she didn't want to dissect. She had a life to go back to when this was all over.

She'd spent a day and a half dissecting his conversation with Hector. That Simon had dismissed the man's claims that Annie wasn't who she'd said she was, that 'leave it alone' made her heart pound every time she remembered it. She wondered just how much Simon knew about her and what game he was still playing.

"So," she said, with a smile of thanks toward the bartender. "This is your surprise?"

[amasterspy]

"Surprises. One of many. And no karaoke this night." He winked at her and lifted his glass, tapping it against hers. "How do you like it so far?" Around them, music pounded and young bodies writhed to the beat. It was something that you would see more in Europe, not so much in DC. There were some clubs, but not like this.

"Thought it might be nice to just get out and enjoy life. No thinking or talking, just living." He smiled and leaned in, giving her a passionate kiss. Trapping her against the bar, he made sure that she couldn't get away anytime soon. One hand slipped down to her hip as he kissed her.

"I'm a man of mystery. If you like my surprises..."

[freshoffthefarm]

Annie had to admit that while she wasn't surprised at the atmosphere of the club, she was a little surprised that Simon had chosen it as his surprise. The kiss took her a little off-guard, but she gave in without any resistance whatsoever, even bringing her hand up to cup the back of his head.

"I do," she said, wondering if the loud club and his talk of no thinking and no talking was his way of saying that he didn't want to discuss what had happened in Cuba. The incident had freaked her out, but they hadn't talked about it at all. Apparently, that's the way it was going to be.