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following weekend I’ll be here.”
    Elizabeth found that odd . She had never missed a Sunday dinner. “Okay, well you come back and visit me and my new boyfriend,” she cooed.
    “Back off! He’s mine,” Desdemona countered, smiling. “I will fight you for him!” She went to her friend and kissed her on the cheek, and then did the same for the baby. “I love you, CJ.”
    Elizabeth watched her friend walk out the back door and across the yard to the fence. “Well darlin’, I may have been off duty for the last twelve weeks, but that just screamed suspicious to me. What’s wrong with Auntie Des? What did she tell you?”
    CJ just played with a piece of her hair and tried to eat it.
    “Okay, I get it. Breakfast time again, and then off to see daddy. Wait until he sees the outfit I found for you.” Elizabeth snickered wickedly at what she had found for her chubby little cherub.
    Elizabeth tried to put the uneasiness on the back burner in her mind, but something was rubbing against her brain , warning her that something just wasn’t right.
    Her bullshit detector was going off hard and fast, and rarely was it wrong.
     
     
    Four Hours Later
     
     
    Ethan Blackhawk sat in his office on the phone dealing with the mundane responsibilities as the director of FBI West. Normally, it wouldn’t be so tedious, because his partner in crime would carry half the load, but she was out on maternity leave until Monday. The second she was back, he was going to dump every meeting on her and run. For twelve weeks he’d been on his own, and he learned one huge thing.
    Elizabeth was really good at multitasking and making all she did look easy. When he tried to do her job and his, he actually contemplated smoking again because of the stress. She ran her part of the office perfectly, and he suspected it was her administrative assistant , Jameson Crow, who made it run smoothly.
    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