Even though we're at the yard and Kentley is usually quite persistent that we should keep some professional distance at work, she steps towards me, grabbing my shirt in her fists.

Leaning up, she kisses me softly on the lips. It's nothing more than a brief peck and it's over before I have time to react.

She pulls away only for me to drag her back so I can kiss her again. This time, I hold her there, refusing to release her. The kiss is harsh and demanding as my hands go cradle ...