The conference was finally finished for the day and the assembled group was no closer to a resolution, it was the same old thing every day. I was tired but excited about the chance to spend the night with Spock. I chose my attire carefully. The top I chose was a buttery soft, dark green fabric, with a deep v in the front. The v showed the chain and the top of the moonstone pendant. I paired it with a soft knee length skirt in the same material. I brushed my hair out and left it to hang down my back in soft waves. I was barefoot and make-up free.

As I materialized, I could see Spock standing near the windows looking out. He turned as the beam finished. He opened his arms and I walked straight into his embrace. It was exactly what I wanted and needed. I laid my head on his chest, inhaling the warm scent of him. Somewhere in the past weeks I shifted from caution to affection, from admiration to desire. Spock released me and we moved to sit on the couch.

"Turn to the side," I told him as he sat, I knelt on the cushion behind him as he turned. I saw the arch of his eyebrow as he complied. I started by putting my hands on his shoulders. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked.

"Use our bond." He replied.

I closed my eyes and focused on him. There was tension in his shoulders, and his mind was a flurry of thoughts, trying to decipher what the Romulans were up to. He felt his dinner with Suneena was very unproductive. I felt my jealousy flare as he thought of her. That was new. I tempered my thoughts and pulled my focus back to him. "Why do you feel the dinner was unproductive?" I asked, still resting my hands on his shoulders.

"Tlok could only read fear and urgency during our dinner." He paused, "she seems afraid of what will happen if she does not complete her mission."

I began massaging his shoulders, "What is her mission?"

"Unknown." He leaned forward a bit and shrugged off his jacket. "You may continue."

I smiled, even though I knew he couldn't see it. I continued to massage his tense muscles, enjoying the physical contact. A thought popped into my head and I leaned forward and kissed his neck, just a gentle graze. Spock reached up and took one of my hands, his desire spread up my arm and through my core at the contact. He pulled me around until I was seated in his lap and kissed me. The kiss left me breathless and wanting more. I no longer doubted what Spock felt for me, he was mine in all ways. Spock used his index finger to lift the chain and pendant without touching my skin, yet I could feel the desire just from the proximity. I looked into his eyes, "I wear it always, as you requested." I whispered. "I feel you near me even when we are apart."

Spock slid me off his lap to rise. He clasped my hand in his and led me to the bedroom.

I awoke from a rather sensual dream to Spock calling my name. "Grainne, you must wake."

"Is everything okay?" I asked, unsure of the time.

"It is time for you to return to your quarters." He answered, taking my clothes and placing them at the foot of the bed.

I climbed out of bed and quickly dressed. I followed Spock into the living area of his quarters. He quickly embraced me and contacted Data. Within seconds I was back in my own quarters and extremely happy.