Ana's lips didn't press gently to his. No, the kiss she pulled him into was urgent and demanding. Her mouth worked hungrily without so much of a pause until she literally couldn't breath.
She pulled back, then, and took a deep breath.
"I'll see you tomorrow," she murmured.
Hoping to leave him speechless and punch-drunk from the kiss, they same way she felt when he kissed her, she slipped off of his lap made her way out of the break room.
She was a little smug about it as she got into her care. It had been past time for Caleb to get a taste of his own medicine...