Abi kissed him finally, sliding her lips over his. "But I want to thank you, and I did, so..." she grinned, taking her hand off his thigh and cupping his cheek. "I'm gonna do it every time I want to do it."
She pulled herself closer to him and kissed Hemingway again, a little more insistently. Abi felt such a tugging between them both that she couldn't help but moan just a touch. "I might be a tiny bit drunk right now, but all I can think about is you and that damn desk tonight."