He didn’t need anyone, no matter how much he trusted them, knowing what they were doing.“Had to brief Arrington on a few things,” Grace said. “Thought we’d hang out a while.”“You wanna,” she bit her lip and glanced at Ben then back to Grace. “You wanna go outside and talk for a minute?”They stepped into the elevator and Grace reached to press the button for the first floor when her hand grabbed his. She pulled it back and pressed the top button.He glanced over and saw a smirk on her face he hadn’t seen since the night they’d first met at a bar in Bethesda. He’d recognized her, but she hadn’t known what he did until the beginning of this mission. That first night was spent in a hotel room on Wisconsin Avenue and involved a lot of room service and no inhibitions. He still didn’t know if they were dating or if he was just a physical thing for her, but he had no intention of asking. They provided releases for each other, her from the daily routine of helping run the largest crime fighting organization in the country, and him from the stress of never truly knowing if he was coming back from a mission.He had no time to date, to get to know anyone, and he feared getting to know anyone too well.
