K’rin smiled. “When do I not talk about work, dear?” He sealed his lips over hers and settled in to a long, slow kiss. This was far more enjoyable than being yelled at like a weyrbrat. He raised up from Kenzie a bit. “I think I could probably even turn a bad mood into a good one. I’m very charming, you know. And you’re very therapeutic. Between us I think we could probably handle anything.” He rolled off of her and settled her head on his shoulder. “Too bad we’d never be allowed to battle together.”
He jiggled his shoulder. “I like you bossy though. It has so many possibilities. Just not tonight.” He grimaced. “I think tonight sleep sounds amazing. Unless you have wine. Why didn’t either of us thing of wine?”