"My hero," She crossed the room (in reality, this only took a few steps, thanks to the tiny nature of the Japanese hotel) and took the bag from him, leaning up to give a short but hot kiss to his lips, in thanks.
Cassie couldn't hide the small wince when she felt her hips brush against his when she stood on her toes, but played it off as needing to stretch. She carted the bag over to the table, setting it down and starting to unpack it, half the food she touched ending up in her mouth, rather than on the plate.