They really did try to focus on work. Juniper even managed to get through half a paragraph about jurisdictional precedents before catching Daniel’s eyes across the table. The weight of their shared secret hit her like a physical force - the memory of his hands at her waist, the ghost of his kiss still burning on her lips. Every accidental brush of fingers when passing documents sent warmth racing through her, making it impossible to remember what she was saying.

“The filing deadline for the motion to…” Juniper’s voice trailed off as she watched Daniel’s fingers trace the edge of a document, the simple movement drawing her back to how those same fingers had felt against her skin. Her cheeks gorged with heat as she realized she’d completely lost her train of thought as she reached for the locket she wasn’t wearing.