Keeping It Secret by Terry Towers Page A

the airport for making a scene, but that also didn't matter, all that mattered was the feel of his hard, rigid body against hers, and the ripples of pleasure that coursed through her as her tongue duelled with his.
    "We're drawing a crowd Nikki," Grant murmured against her mouth before pulling back from her.
    Huffing loudly, Nikki reluctantly released him, lowering her legs from around his waist and sliding down his body, to stand in front of him. "It's not like anyone here knows who we are," she grumbled.
    Laughing, Grant draped an arm across her shoulders and pulled her close to his side kissing her temple. "I missed you, Nik ."
    Wrapping her arms around his waist, she let her head rest against his shoulder, taking in the spicy scent of his cologne. Damn , she loved that smell. "Well you know I've missed you. It has cost me a small fortune replacing the batteries in my vibrator," she paused for a moment and her voice took a slightly bitter tone, "I'm glad they finally gave you a few days off."
    Grant winced, but wasn't able to fend off an amused smirk as they started walking towards the luggage claim. "Would it make you feel better if I told you that I’d brought you back a souvenir?"
    A coy grin spread over Nikki's face as she tilted her head up so she could peer up at him. " Ummm , maybe." Her eyes narrowed as she eyed him suspiciously. "What did you have to go through to get it?"
    Grant gave her the usual, Uncle Grant shake of the head which indicated he wasn't at liberty to discuss the matter further.
    As much as he was a hero in her eyes, all the secrecy and his leading a double life upset her. She pushed those feeling down deep. Grant was here with her now, for three whole days and that was all that mattered. Nothing could ruin the weekend they had planned.

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    "It's... cozy." Grant dropped his suitcase and carry-on by the door as he surveyed the sparsely furnished, dimly lit, bachelor apartment that Nikki had been calling home for the past couple of weeks. The apartment consisted of two rooms, a small bathroom which was just to the right as you entered the apartment and the main room which was a bedroom, living room and kitchen all in one. The typical college student apartment he supposed.
    He was tempted to offer to pay for a better place for her, but knowing Nikki, she would refuse. She'd been adamant about paying for everything herself when she went to college. He supposed that unless she wanted to move to an even worse part of town, and sleep with a gun under her pillow at night this was about as good as she could afford.
    But he still didn't like it.
    Grabbing hold of the lapels of his suit jacket, Nikki pressed her body tight against his, her ample breasts pressing against the massive expanse of his chest. Sliding her arms up and around his neck she brought her lips to his ear. The warmth of her breath on his neck sent chills through him, and immediately put his cock on alert.
    "You look almost as sexy with this suit on, as you would with it off," she purred in his ear, nipping at his earlobe, and then running her tongue lightly down the length of his neck.
    Grant groaned. Damn , he'd missed her more than he would ever have imagined he could over the past couple of months. For at least the hundredth time since the night they'd spent together he found himself wishing he had a ‘normal’ life, working a ‘normal’ job.
    He'd been away from family and friends for close to fifteen years, starting his career as an intelligence officer with the military when he was in his early twenties. Sure, life working as a field agent for the CIA was interesting - to say the least - but there comes a point in a man's life when stability isn't such a bad thing. He suspected those days were fast approaching for him.
    "We have three days to fill, what do you think we should do with all the uninterrupted time?" Nikki's hands slid under his jacket and guided it off his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She