Angel nodded and vanished. Ronan continued towards his man's office, pausing in the doorway. The big guy was not doing paperwork. He was throwing a pencil up at the ceiling, chuckling every time it got lodged in the plasterboard, and waited for it to fall down again.

"You look sexy in a suit," Ronan commented as he made his way in, closing the door behind him. "Have I ever told you that?"

"All the time," Raven replied, leaning back, his arms folding across his torso. "But I'll never tire of hearing it."

Something passed between them. A great surge of intensity that had his shorts feeling tighter and the air...