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International Airport without incident. The steward had her bags in the awaiting black sedan before she even stepped on the tarmac.
    She settled comfortably into the back of the sedan while getting back in touch with the real world as she had kept her Blackberry off the entire flight. Turning it on might have been a mistake. She was instantly flooded with messages – her boss calling asking why she thought this was a good time to take an extended vacation, her partner calling confused… Then, a welcoming voice, Sam Fleming.
    She listened carefully. “Becca, or should I say, Agent Swift. I was so pleased to get your message that you were on your way back to Boston. My office will be at your disposal during your stay. You can reach me day or night through the office, as always. Look forward to seeing you soon.”
    She saved Sam’s message and went on to her e-mail. Lily popped up as the video began to play and Becca started to tear up at the thought of her mother. Lily had taken such good care of her then. She hoped that whoever was hurting from their loss now, Lily would be a comfort.
    “If you could find me in Vegas, I know you can find me here.” Lily’s voice echoed through her ears, as the vision of Lily getting her G-string stuffed on the Vegas strip came to mind. She knew the girl couldn’t have gone as long as she had with all that pent up sexual frustration. She knew Lily had just needed to get a little down and dirty, flush it out of her system. She also thought that if she’d had Lily’s body, she would have done the same thing.
    The tears were free flowing by the time she mentioned Ian’s name. When Lily admitted how much she loved him, Becca was convinced she was doing the right thing.
    Lily’s devotion to Ian led to her painful admission about Ryan. She had told Becca the stories over and over about their secret romance and Becca thought of it as the most tragic fairytale she’d ever heard. If she could do anything to bring the fairytale back by making Ian a part of her life again, she would do it.
    The butterflies in her stomach fluttered as the car pulled up to the town house. She had just opened her car door to find Ian there with a hand waiting to help her out.
    “I thought you were going to call when you got in.”
    She placed her hand into his as she gracefully slid from the sedan to the sidewalk. The butterflies turned into an raging swarm as she finally met his eyes. She could feel the blood rush to her face, causing that oh so embarrassing rose colored glow.
    She noticed the heather gray t-shirt that hugged his torso in all the right places and the faded blue jeans hung low on his hips. He must have been in the middle of something; it was a cold January day and he had neglected to slip any shoes on or a coat. His bare feet with perfect toes made her a little unsteady on her high heels.
    “I got a little…distracted, sorry.”
    Becca’s voice slightly faltered as she spoke. She wasn’t really sure what to expect of the man who stood before her, looking her over. She was dressed in her most professional outfit and had added the heels instead of her usual flats to place herself at a more confident height.
    Ian noticed her black pencil skirt below her tailored matching jacket. A hint of powder blue peaked above her jacket buttons, concealing it almost completely. Wisps of her auburn hair were falling around her face from the bun that rested at the back of her neck. He instantly felt like she was an old friend he was welcoming home from a long trip.
    “No, it’s fine, really. I’m so glad you’re finally here. Is this all of it?” Ian asked, lifting the bags as the driver placed them beside him.
    “Yes, but you don’t have to…” She gave up as he ascended the front steps. She let her eyes drift to his firm biceps, bulging as he tightened his grip on the handles.
    The driver drew her out of her daydream. “Let us know if you will need anything during your stay in Boston. Mr. Fleming