The longer the kiss went on, the more his brain shut off, making things smoother. When Cass pulled back, he groaned, even thought Cass was right. He'd just left the Shack against medical advice, and even if the Healers had been happy to see him go, none of them had thought it advisable. As much as he wanted to continued this, it wouldn't end well.
"I probably should. It's the only way that I can pretend to put something resembling a day of work tomorrow." He tangled his legs with Cass and rested his head against the other man. He could get used to having someone close; he really could. With a half smile, he said, "Good night, Cass."