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With that answer, I lift her skirt up her thighs. "Lift up for me." She does as she's told like a good girl, and I roll her skirt onto her waist. I look down, and I think I might have a heart attack. She's in pink lace underwear, and they look good on her. I lick my lips carefully, grabbing the waistband and dragging them off. She lifts up

so, I can fully get them off.

"Fuck." I say as I'm looking at all of her.

"Like what you see?" I look up at her, and she's peering down at me.

"I love it."

I start kissing up her leg, starting at her knee. Her skin smells like cinnamon and vanilla. I think it's become my two favorite scents. I finally get to my destination and start sucking on her clit. She lets out the softest moan. Her head tilted back ever so slightly. I'm going to enjoy this far more than her. I twirl my tongue on her, picking up the speed of it. I'm holding her still with my hands on her thighs, enjoying my second meal. Her breathing starts to get heavy. I know she’s close, so I begin to pick up speed. I need her to come on

my tongue. I would feel like I did her wrong if she didn't. She is finally pushed past the edge, and her moan makes my blood run hot.

I lean away from her, and all she can say to me is, "Wow." I

smirk, satisfied that I could satisfy her. I rise from my knees. She

looks down at me.

"Do you want me to help with that?" She says as she's pointing at my cock.

"Today was all about you. I'm good. Now, should we go test your theory to prove I'm not a murderer?" It's better to leave it on that than any awkward conversation.

"Right, let's get going." She seems to agree with me.

I help her off the desk. She finds her underwear and puts them on, and we get out to her lab. "Okay, I need you to cut this with a scalpel." She points to a chicken bone. This is the weirdest first date ever.

"Okay." I grab the scalpel and start sawing at the chicken bone. This is not as easy as it looks. How do surgeons do this? Finally, I cut through and ask her, "Is this good enough?"

She looks at the cut. Really examines it and says, "No, it's not good enough. That's why you're not the killer." She beams at me.

"And how do you figure that?" I mean, don't get me wrong,

I'm happy in the clear, but how can she tell for sure.

"Because if you look at the cuts on Rory's fingers, it does not match the same pattern as your cuts."

"Thank god. Thank you so much." I'm genuinely feeling thankful. She just cleared my name with a chicken bone and a scalpel.

"I can make a brief profile for the unsub. Let me ring up to Nisa and have her call a meeting in the conference room." She goes to grab the phone that's on the wall near her door. While she's on the phone, I look at the guy. Rory. I feel like shit that he's lying on the table while I was just in the next room doing that to Daphne.

"Okay, Nisa is going to call a meeting. You're invited. Shall we go up?"

I look at her. She's flushed. "Yes, let's get up there."

Chapter Five

Daphne

Holy shit. Archer just ate me out on my desk. And I absolutely loved it. That was the best I've ever had. I need it again.

We are walking to the conference room. The same place where he kissed me. Holy shit. Then what happened in my office. He didn't even want anything in return. What kind of man is he? I'm getting wet just thinking about his tongue. Have I ever had it that good that they didn't even use their fingers? Not that I can remember.

We make our way down the hallway. It's dead silent. Is he thinking the same thing? Fuck, I left my guard down in my office. After what feels like forever, we reach the dreaded conference room. Well, it's not really dreaded anymore. Archer opens the door for me, and I walk into about twenty people sitting or standing around the table. The only people I really know are Nisa and this piece of shit detective, Grey. He's been trying to get in my pants for a very long time. Always silently, so I could never really make a case with HR.

Well, this is my time to shine, so I stand in front of all of them while Archer goes to stand in the back of the room.

"Hello, everybody. As all of you know, I am examining Rory's body for any trace of evidence. I have found none as of yet except for Archer's DNA on his face. However, tonight, I cleared Archer of the murder."

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