...a short ride, indeed. Shae had managed to blindly locate the hem of Mirza's shirt, and his fingertips had just grazed warm skin when he heard the sudden 'DING' signalling their destination.
He ignored it. Even as the doors began to slide open, he didn't bother to separate from his companion; if anything, the realization that they were thisclose to being homefree only excited him more, and he pressed a frantic kiss to Mirza's lips with enough force to jar the other man's head against the wall with a light thud.
Okay, so he was a little eager. It wasn't unusual for Shae to be assertive- and sometimes downright aggressive- in these sorts of situations, and he was doing his damnedest not to go straight for Mirza's zipper. Not that his resolve would probably last very long, especially not with the solid, tempting body pinned against him.