It was a blessedly short walk from the club back to Kate's apartment building. And there was an elevator, and she could get into her place. She thought, anyway. Billy was there, she'd be fine. But she felt like she needed to thank him again. She needed to tell him how much she liked this, show him how much.
Her hand was still in his again. It was soft and small, and it took her a moment to remember that he was in Jan's body. God, that was weird. It made the whole night feel like some kind of a Dream, didn't it? Like it wasn't real.
And if it wasn't real, she could do whatever she wanted.
They reached Kate's front door. Kate unlocked it, and swung it open before turning to Scott in Jan's body.
"This was... the best time. The best. And we have to do it again. Maybe when you're back in your own skin."
Then, without warning, she leaned in and kissed him. It was brief and invasive, and she wished she could have done more, but even just that was totally... maybe too much. But she could blame the alcohol. Right?