He reached over and took Taylor’s hand. She did not pull her hand away.<br />He moved his hand up her arm. She stiffened a little and glanced around, making sure they weren’t seen. Or, maybe, hoping they were.<br />His hand reached her neck. He leaned toward her and pulled her to him.<br />He kissed her.<br />She kissed him back.<br />He kissed her harder. And she slid her hand under his shirt, fingers stroking his bare flesh.<br />Then he pulled away, fast.<br />“Sorry, I . . .” He hesitated, his wallowing brain arguing against a body that was suddenly aflame.<br />Sam stood up very suddenly and walked away.<br />Taylor laughed gaily at his back. “Come see me when you get tired of mooning over the ice princess, Sam.