Samara and Travis stood and walked out of Parker’s office, and Samara cast a regretful look at the huge windows and incredible view; they’d probably stick her in some windowless closet somewhere. Oh well.

They walked into Travis’s office. He closed the door behind him and took her into his arms, smiling down at her.

“So neither of us won.”

She gave him a saucy grin. “Oh, I think we both won.”

His smile widened, and his eyes warmed. “I love you, Samara. I want you in my life. Here at work, but outside work too. Even though I know you’ll probably drive me crazy for the rest of my life.”

She scowled at him, and he laughed.

“I don’t want to rush things, so we can just take our time getting to know each other again...”

“Fighting.”

“Arguing.”

“Spanking.”

“Oooooh.” She kissed his mouth. “You do know what I want.”

The End