Deep Dark Mire (An FBI Romance Thriller ~ book four) (5 page)

When she informed him that she’d hired a Native as her
admin, he’d nearly had a stroke. Now he completely understood why she sang his praises. When Ginny, his personal admin was off duty, Jameson was a force to reckon with too. Ethan would walk into his office and coffee would magically be there, and it was still steaming. Beside it was the paper, his reports, and even all his messages, alphabetized, categorized and color coded by importance. Ginny was the best he’d ever seen, until he’d met Jameson. Even today, he had all of Elizabeth’s reports printed and he’d actually left little sticky notes with arrows, pointing to where he needed to sign, before he left for the day.

At this point, he just may steal
the man away and give Elizabeth his administrative assistant in an even swap. The man was a dream, and he’d been very wrong to tell Elizabeth he was probably just going to be Native eye candy in the office. The man was finishing his Bachelors in Psychology, and working a full time job for them at night. It was admirable if anything. He remembered working just as hard to put himself through college to make it into the FBI.

From his desk
, he heard a commotion and paused to look at his watch. Ethan couldn’t help but grin.

It was time to see the loves of his life.

Elizabeth parked in the garage in her reserved spot marked ‘Director’. One of the techs had written at the top ‘Beware of the’ in marker, and she couldn’t help but snicker at the idea. When it came to being the tougher of the two, she was it. The lab crew had the last twelve weeks free from her tyranny, and she was looking forward to breaking each and every one of them back in on Monday. It was going to be slow, painful, and she was going to love every damn second of it.

Th
eir holiday was just about over, and she hoped they enjoyed it. She whistled at one of the techs walking across the parking lot, and giggled when he froze, looked around and then ran. Damn she missed her job.

Elizabeth was back on duty in three days
, and she couldn’t wait. Then she looked down at the little man in her arms and her heart ached. They thought about putting him in daycare right in the facility for all the other FBI families, but they’d promised Wyler. They knew he was looking forward to every second of playing granddad. God, she was going to miss her child, and her eyes almost filled with tears. She’d pull through this; CJ was going to be safe on the Rez with his granddad and great granddad, learning to grow up just like his father. It would all be okay, if she could just get away from the separation anxiety she was feeling over leaving her child.

Every mother felt this way,
Elizabeth was sure. And yet she didn’t want to be a stay at home mom. As much as she loved little Callen James Blackhawk, she loved being co-director of the FBI too. It was who she was, and she couldn’t erase it. There had to be a fine line between them that Elizabeth knew she could comfortably navigate.

Riding up in the elevator, she felt the excitement and anticipation of showing CJ where mommy and daddy worked. Maybe one day he’d follow the path of the family and become just like them.

Purveyors of justice.

Elizabeth kissed her son on the top of his mohawked hair and stepped out once the doors opened. Th
e smells were all crashing back. There was the toner, paper and coffee. It was like coming home after a long vacation. You still loved the vacation, but it was time to get back to work.

The first person
who saw her was Ginny, and she let out this girly screech and charged at Elizabeth. She was bouncing, hopping and doing this overly excited girl dance.

“Oh.My.God!” Ginny punctuated every word and pointed at the baby. “Where did you find that outfit
for the little man?”

Elizabeth laughed. “Ginny, you like?”

Now there were people gathering. There stood their boss and they didn’t know what was more entertaining, the fact that the baby was in a little onesy with a tie printed on the front, black pants and shoes that mimicked how his daddy dressed at work, or that Elizabeth was wearing a dress and looked amazing.

“You’re wearing a dress!”

Ginny was passing around hand sanitizer and scolding everyone to not touch the baby without using it first.

Elizabeth found it funny
that the child would probably be the safest in this room of people. They, after all, had on guns, worked for the government, and yet Ginny was acting like they were on the most wanted list.

“You look beautiful,” she said to her boss, grinning.

“Thank you.” Elizabeth handed her son over to the woman, and accepted the hugs from her agents who weren’t scared shitless of approaching her.

God, it was good to be back.

“Want me to buzz Mr. B?” Ginny inquired, kissing the baby and not letting anyone else hold him.

Elizabeth knew that wasn’t going to be necessary. She could feel his eyes on her, and just knew the man that she loved more than life was nearby.

Ethan stood in the doorway of his office
, and his heart skipped a beat at the sound of her laughter. The melodious sound always made his pulse race and blood pump faster through his body. Even though he saw her earlier before work, she looked completely different. That morning he swore her running shorts was his favorite attire, or at least that’s what he told himself as he peeled them off her body to have his way with his beautiful wife. Now she was breathtaking, captivating and the center of his world.

She was his sweet Elizabeth
and mother of his child.

“I’m right here, Ginny,” he said, watching everyone turn to look over at him, and then back over at the baby and laughter ensued.

Elizabeth opened her arms to her son, stealing him back from her husband’s administrative assistant. “I’ll bring him right back,” she promised, wanting to show him CJ’s outfit.

Everyone watched as the two Blackhawks walked towards each other, and it was like watching two lovers reunite
after years apart, not hours. His hand went to her cheek, her thumb caressed his lower lip, and then they both looked down at the miracle they made.

Blackhawk started laughing at the sight of his son dressed in all black
and the faux tie.

“I wanted to get him his first tie, but he only wanted to chew on it.”

He kissed his son, and looked deep into his child’s eyes, feeling overwhelmed like he always did when he saw him. The love was like nothing he ever felt before in his life. This was his life, half him and half his wife. “Daddy loves you so much, CJ.”

All the women in the room awwwed and Elizabeth
grinned. Yeah, it made her fall in love all over again. The man made her into a big ol’ puddle of badass mush.

“Okay, can I have him back now?” begged Ginny. “I have to take him down to the lab, because that outfit is too damn funny!”

Blackhawk nodded, handing over his son and watching his administrative assistant carry his precious child away.

“He’ll be okay
. This is FBI West,” whispered Elizabeth, knowing how he was feeling.

Ethan wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist and walked her
into his office. “I missed you today,” and he really did. He couldn’t wait until Monday when she was back full time. The corner of his desk wasn’t the same without her sitting on it.

Elizabeth closed his office door, locking it and turned into his arms. “Oh no, Mr. Blackhawk, I missed you. As I see it, you have ten minutes of privacy to kiss your wife before your son is back.” Now
, she was doing really wicked things to his ear and neck and whispering the wildest things to him.

“Baby,” he whispered, feeling his body immediately react to the feel and scent of her body.

The man before her drove her absolutely insane. Maybe it was the angular features, the blue black eyes and the ebony hair he was growing out. Okay, it was all that, and the tattoos criss-crossing his entire body. Her husband loved the ink as a wild youth and if she had to be honest, it was the ink that heated her up and made her want to climb all over his body.

“Christ, Elizabeth! We’re at work!” Yet he didn’t stop her as she backed him up against his desk
and pushed his suit jacket off his body.

Elizabeth only paused for a brief second. “Correction, you’re at work. I’m just the wife who’s come to have lunch with her very sexy husband.”

Before he knew it, his hair was pulled free from the ponytail, and she was diving deeply into his mouth like he was on the menu. His body tightened like it always did. A sexy woman controlling a kiss was hard to resist on a normal basis, but his wife driving him mad in the workplace with her mouth and hands was making his life both heaven and hell combined. “Baby, I’m going to lose my control and take you right here on my desk if you don’t stop.”

“Promise?” she muttered back through the kiss.

Ethan enjoyed every second of her torturing him, and then when she broke away he started laughing. Not funny laughter, but nervous laughter of a man very close to doing very bad things in the workplace and having no control to stop his actions.

“Not going to take me right here and now, Ethan?” she purred into his ear
, and then she bit him.

Blackhawk swallowed. While his wife was pregnant she had a voracious appetite for sex, and he was infinitely grateful, but now hormones were gone and the sex drive had stayed. As soon as he knew who to thank, he was building a shrine and switching religions ASAP. “Elizabeth, my fondest wish is to get you naked and take you, but one of us ha
s to be in control.” It was apparent who that person had to be.

Elizabeth grinned salaciously at her very controlled husband,
running her hands over his body, lower and lower until he moaned low in his chest. “One day I’ll get you to crack, Director Blackhawk.”

The voice coming from her was the same altered voice she used in the bedroom when they were having fun. It was silky and caressed his body urging him to just take his wife
, and he was very close to complying.

“I can’t
, Elizabeth.”

“That’s funny, Director
Blackhawk, because your body is saying quite the opposite.” In fact, it was telling a tale that she was very familiar with indeed. After having their son, they’d had to abstain for six weeks, and it was the longest six weeks of her life. They both nearly drove each other insane, and since then they’d both been in a frenetic overdrive.

“I do have to show you one thing
, and then we can pick this up at home if you wish,” she said, coyly. Oh, she bet they’d be having sex shortly, when he saw what she was going to unveil.

“Okay, I think.” Now he was nervous. Of the two of them, his wife was the wild hellion
, and he was the more reserved, but as of late he was finding that he liked taking a walk on the crazy side with her. No longer was sex reserved, but it was bordering on insane, and he wasn’t going to complain about it ever.

Elizabeth stepped back, reaching down she pulled the dress completely from her body to unveil some really
fantastic lingerie she had beneath.

“Jesus Christ, Elizabeth! Are you
out of your mind?” His heart was thundering in his chest, as his very wicked wife was wearing the most erotic of back and red lace concoctions that he’d ever seen in his life. “If we get caught…”

Elizabeth stalked back over to him. “Then don’t get caught,” she whispered, back in his ear and then bit
him again.

Blackhawk
was easily turned on by his wife. Let’s face it, she was everything he could dream of in a woman, and now she was playing dirty. She was well aware that he couldn’t resist her in sexy lingerie. It caught his body on fire and made him lose complete and total control. The last few weeks he’d snuck out shopping and was bringing home any sinful concoction he could find to add to their collection. This wasn’t one of his…

“Do you like my surprise, Director Blackhawk?”

The other thing that made him insane was when she called him that in bed. It made him absolutely out of control and crazy, and she damn well knew it. “You’re well aware I do.” His whole body was vibrating in lust, want, and need.

Elizabeth ran her hand down the front of his
torso to his black dress pants. The buckle was undone and the button followed in under five seconds. This wasn’t her first time seducing Ethan Blackhawk and it certainly wouldn’t be her last. When she discovered that calling him ‘Director’ in bed made him crazy, she knew the next logical progression.

Here it was. Sex in the workplace, and since s
he technically wasn’t working…

No
w, he was laughing like a madman, a very turned on man, whose body felt ready to shatter. It was that tight from lust. “Killing me, Elizabeth.” Then he kissed his wife, burying his hands in her hair and plundering her mouth giving her just a taste of what he wanted and needed from her then and there.

Elizabeth unbuttoned his shirt and slid off his tie. If they got caught, no one was going to doubt
who Ethan Blackhawk had for lunch.

“Baby, please. I can’t think,” and he couldn’t. Sexy woman, lingerie, crazy sex and he was clueless how to stop his heart from pounding in his chest.