“Ah, of course,” Clara responded, acknowledging Sara’s grin with one of her own. “That is very astute of you. Clearly, we both think that you are rather sexy.” She chuckled softly.
“We can always talk later,” Clara agreed readily. Her tongue met Sara’s seeking to control the kiss. Pushing Sara back, they crossed the few short feet to the next shelf. With her hand still groping her breast, Sara pressed their bodies together.
Her bare leg tried to sneak between Sara’s teasingly.