Being Director had his advantages, but its disadvantages as well. Jenny stood at the railing that overlooked the bullpen below where her lead investigation team worked diligently. However, her eyes were focused on the silver haired man on the phone that sat at his desk.
Professionally, he was out of her reach – just as he was supposed to be in Paris when they worked the same team. The thoughts and memories would not escape her and they continuously flashed before her eyes every time his name was mentioned or he simply looked back at her, masking his own emotions that she had a strong yearning to know.
She could almost feel his skin against hers, the smell of his sweat mixed with hers in the heat of passion, entangled in one another's arms as they laughed together to work the sheets that knotted around them. Paris.
With a sigh, Director Shepard gripped the folder she held and turned to enter MTAC, missing the turn of the man below that looked up at her retreating back with the same desire hiding behind his own eyes.