Author's note:- Ok so, this is sort of written in blocks of two so chapter 1 and 2 are the same events seen from Graces POV then from Boyd's then 3 and 4 are another set of 2 and so on. The dialogue on each set of two is the same but the reactions are from different POV. Not sure if that makes the format clear or not but hopefully it will! I own nothing; rated for sexual content and language.

Overheard 2/12

"This might not be as bad as I was expecting at least we're close enough to home to stay tonight have our seminars tomorrow and go home." God that woman could find a silver lining on a mushroom cloud. She's been like this since we arrived and had to endure the "introductory" drinks like being introduced to any of this lot is fun. I hate conferences I particularly hate this one, the psychology in policing annual waste of my time. She doesn't think we need to be here anymore than I do but she's always looking for an upside. I'm looking for the bottom of as many glasses as possible in the hope I can get drunk enough to relax!

"I still don't get why we have to do it. I mean why do I need to be lectured on getting into the head of psychos that's what I have you for." Two scotches down and for now I'll stick to the very nice red I've ordered to go with dinner. She's the best psychologist in the country why do I have to listen to someone lecture me who doesn't know half as much as she does? She's smiling at me now and I know she's debating if she should just leave me to it and go to bed but I know she won't, she's so sexy when she's humouring me.

"You get lectured so you continue to appreciate my wonderful skills and the fact you have me to get into people's heads and don't have to do it yourself." I could never under appreciate her and she knows it but she loves to tease me. We love to tease each other it's never gone further than that but it will someday, we both know we're so strongly attracted to each other that it's inevitable. For now though we enjoy quietly torturing each other.

"And you? What use is a lecture on modern policing to you? You know our job almost as well as we do."

"Ah well that's the secret of these things I don't get lectured about policing mine is a booster on coping skills." Teasing, oh fuck that smile it does things to me.

"Coping skills for what?"

"Working alongside pigheaded police officers without killing them." How does she do it? No matter how determined I am to be miserable she always gets me to smile. Well two can tease.

"You'd never kill me you'd miss me too much." She's laughing as the waitress brings our food, she insisted we eat if we're drinking she's way too sensible for her own good at times. Not that I really care just sitting here across the table from her makes it worthwhile. Moments like this are when I know for sure someday we'll end up in each other's beds and when we do I doubt it will be a one off. If she's half as amazing as I imagine she'll be once will definitely not be enough for me.

"Maybe but then I'm a woman in demand you know, Broadmore would have be back tomorrow. I'd find a way to forget about you." Yeah right she could never forget about me any more than I could forget about her.

"No, no I think we've made it clear repeatedly that you're ours now there's no way we're letting you go again. Besides without you I'd be back in uniform within 12 months for refusing to attend things like this. I only come because we get to have dinner together and decent wine on the Met." There are a million things I do that would get me thrown back in uniform if she wasn't around to rein me in at times and she knows it. She'd never go really she just likes to hear me say she can't and I've no problem doing that.

"But I seem to remember you being very impressed last year by the number of younger versions of me there were at the conference I'm sure you'd find someone to replace me. Maybe one of those girls at that table you keep looking at." Is she kidding the women she's referring to are horrendous. They're having their entire conversation in screams and giggles, haven't they heard of understated elegance? The again no one does that quite as well as my Doctor Foley.

"I'm not looking to replace you none of them are better than you and as for that lot I'm actually looking at them wondering why four supposedly highly educated women feel the need to scream rather than talk. You're the only psychologist for me Grace you know that."

"Aw you're such a charmer at times Peter." She really isn't one to talk when it comes to looking around at others. She does it all the time just to wind me up. Our waiter earlier, other detectives, basically if she thinks I can see her do it she'll appear interested just to make me jealous. I know that and yet it works every time. Damn woman I'm so completely captivated by her without ever having been able to touch her she can play with me like no one else has ever been able to.

"Anyway I saw you find it very hard to take your eyes off the wine waiter's bum at the reception. Not only that but DI Stewart was practically fawning over you and you weren't exactly pushing him away."

"Only because I knew you were watching." See! I told you! God the combination of the booze and the way she's smiling at me now is sending bolts of pure electricity to my cock. We need this, I need this but someday it's got to move to the next level we both know it. No time like the present right? I can always playfully bring it up if she's not ready yet she can say no.

"Yes I was. You know how I love to watch you. One of these times were going to have to stop playing games Grace because as fun as they are I think letting ourselves give in would be more enjoyable. There's always tonight the night's young." I can see her turning it over in her mind and I've no idea how she's going to react. God I'm actually holding my breath.

"Have you just actually propositioned me detective?" Ok laughing I wasn't expecting that.

"I suppose I did, blame it on the Scotch." She's looking uncomfortable now. Too soon Boyd, too blunt nice fucking job. "We should probably turn in we've a long day tomorrow."

She's got up faster than I think I've ever seen her move before and with the softest of kisses on my cheek she's gone. Shit. I really hope I haven't blown it. I don't think I have we've come to this almost point before and it's not changed anything. Damn I was so ready for things to move on tonight and from the look in her eyes so was she. Now I have a very uncomfortable walk back to my room.

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I've actually paused outside her room door until it dawns on me I have absolutely no idea what I'd say. I won't say sorry she wouldn't want me to it would make things more awkward. Just the thought of seeing her again is making my groin ache in a way it's taken me 15 minutes to calm enough to leave the table. It's too late tonight another time; instead I know exactly what I have to do now. I no longer beat myself up about releasing the tension being around her brings, I've stopped feeling guilty about it because I'm sure she does the same thing. Now stripped from the waist lying on the bed with my cock in my hand all I can see is her. I can imagine if she'd come back to me, touching her, kissing her, having her touch me.

"Oh fuck...oh yeah...urghhhhhh..." In my mind it's her hand not mine as she drapes her body over mine telling me how much she wants me. Fuck I'd give anything right now to actually to be seeing all of her for real. Her eyes locked with mine, her breasts moving in my eye line as she rides me and...oh fuck...god Grace...oh fuck...

In my mind I'm screaming her name, begging her to cum with me, telling her I'm going to spend the whole night buried inside her and it's too much. Fuck the orgasm just imagining being with her can give me is mind blowing. I was an idiot tonight I pushed too far but I could see that the day is getting closer. There was only the smallest flicker of reluctance this time in her eyes, soon I'll know what it's like to make love to her for real I know I will.