He frustrated her to no end. She had so much repressed attraction for him, so much bottled up, that she was about ready to throw him in his car and take him there and then. For a long moment she responded to the kiss, moaning into it, her hands on either side of his face. God, but Elsie wanted him so badly.
But suddenly, she pulled back, lips parted and eyes wide. "Damn it, Ethan, you weren't supposed to do that!" she hissed. "We work together! It's bad enough I did it."