[Kitty feels a warm flutter of excitement bubble up at the decisive way Rebecca commands her face to follow her lead. Something should be clicking into place here. Kitty should be laughing her off or teasing her or pulling back and asking what's gotten into her, but she does none of those things. Her clicker is broken because right now, everything about this situation is feeling like a very, very good idea that needs to be explored.]
I've always heard idle hands are bad. [Maybe the same goes for idle lips? And then there was some leaning in toward her friend to get that kiss that never quite materialized when the three of them were in the bar together.]