"Goodbye," Tracey said, smiling serenely all the while.
But as soon as the door closed behind Morag, Tracey took the pan and spoon out of Callen's hands and set them on the counter. Then she kissed him as if she wanted to climb inside his skin with him. And maybe a hidden part of her wanted to do just that.
"Girlfriend, hmm?" she murmured, still on her toes as she stretched up to brush her lips against the line of his jaw. "Is that what I am?"