Lance sighed heavily. One second she was infuriating him and the next he just wanted to-- well. And there was no reason not to, now that the danger had passed.
Covering her hand with his, he kissed her easily, just a brush of his lips over hers. It could've even been called friendly-- if whatever this was between them was remotely in the friend-zone, which it was not.
"I'm always careful," he informed her. "Me ma gets rather upset when I'm not, and she's not the type of woman yeh want to cross. Now head out."