Yes

"So tell me about this email."

"Right. Come with me."

Eden popped open her beer can and followed Seth upstairs to his desk.

"Here it is." He said, pulling up the email and inviting her to take a seat.

Eden sat down and started typing away on the computer, pulling up different programs as she worked.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Seth inquired, curious about her methods.

"Oh, a whole lot. It really depends on how skilled they are at covering their tracks. And it's always easier when dealing with someone who isn't very tech-savvy. We'll just have to see."

"Fuck," he thought, noticing that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her tank top. The outline of her breasts and pierced nipples were clearly visible through the fabric.

"Damnit," he cursed inwardly. "Why did I call her over?" His eyes traced over her cleavage, which was perfectly visible from his vantage point above her while she sat at the desk.

"Hey, so I've got the basics done. Let me do some more digging. Can you grab me another beer?"

"Yeah, of course." He replied. Taking his time, Seth made his way to the kitchen, he grabbed another beer and stood around, trying to waste some time before heading back upstairs. Finally, he returned, but as he entered the room, he paused for a moment, taking in the sight of Eden’s focused demeanor as she worked diligently at the computer.

"Hey, thanks," she said gratefully as he handed her the beer. Taking a sip, she let out a contented sigh.