Melinda's hands stilled as Terence wrapped his arms around her. Maybe a little too easily, she relaxed into him. Her hands rose to rest against his chest. "I don't know how to stop." She said softly. "Not until I solve the problem." She tilted her head back, encouraging those lips for a moment before claiming them in a soft kiss.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She murmured. "I had crisps earlier."