"Absolutely," he answered coolly. This seemed as good a time as any to make an exit, he supposed, especially because he finally registered the fact that his phone had been vibrating in his pocket for the last two minutes. "Sorry for dropping by like this." He fished his phone from his pocket and stared with annoyance at the screen. Secretary of Defense. Motherfucker. "Gotta take this-" Without a second thought he leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek in goodbye and it wasn't until he was out of her apartment and halfway through a conversation with the Defense Secretary before what he'd just done hit him. Christ. He was going to have to bring flowers on Sunday.